Photographer at Work

Poor old Robbie Neilson. Sacked for failing to maintain third place. Harsh perhaps, but hey ho, we pay our money and we demand goals.
A trip to Porto Petro in the morning where a new very upmarket resort is due to open in a few months, squatting amongst the pines on the unspoilt promontory overlooking the old harbour. Way of the world, innit.
And much later we partied. Live music in Duggan’s where we were invaded by a huge hen party. C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell. We even danced.