Splish!

After a long call with the sis, I could see that a fine day was in prospect so I decided to head off and play awhile down at Granton. This solo sailing stuff just requires a bit of preparation. No rushing. Think everything through. Especially at the start and finish of course - the bit in between is a doodle.
After that, a visit to the auld yin, a cheeky teatime pint, and now a curry.
And later.... politics programmes a-plenty including, a by-election special frim Eberdeen! Furry boots? Aye, Eberdeen! Wull Labour mak inroads intae the SNP majority - I bet youse are aw oan yir tenterhooks! And UKIP are fielding a chiel cawed Otto - shoorly that's no richt. And whit aboot thon Scottish Christian Perty candidate bein cried Tom Morrow? I'm fair birlinn!