Arch, as Ever

Down to Jimmie's lovely gaff overlooking the Water of Leith to do a bit of preparation for the eagerly awaited talk (oh yes) about our West Coast Cruise that we're giving to the thirsty boaties this coming Saturday.
And what a tremendous set of photos we have. In every port, harbour and anchorage, there's one of me with my snout in the grog. I really don't remember that at all. I must have been hamming it up.

After that it was such a fine day that I did perambulate to Tollcross to buy some loose tea for my lovely new teapot and then on to Morningside for victuals, and home.
Dinghy washed! Chine Shine collected! I may graft tomorrow.