BIKE...BOAT...BEER

After lunch at the ever excellent Patisserie Florentin, I did cycle down to the boat for a solo sail before meeting up with JS who is currently family free and therefore, quite naturally, out on the razzle full time. Actually, that's not fair. He'd been at work! And bought a one man tent too. Which he may deploy as a last resort, I guess.
Anyway, back to yachting, dahlings: as usual, the wind dropped and although we managed to sail, our speed through the water was slightly less than the ebbing tide. There was only one thing to do - break out the grog. And eventually kick the engine into life.
After that, there were fish suppers to be had overlooking the Water of Leith, and the swiftest of swifties in the back room of the Athletic Arms. An excellent day.
Oh, and I did get my hair cut.