Firth view

We’re up early enough. I’m heading back to Kirkurd. Angus and Hamish will loiter and then head for town. Claire is going out on RNLI exercises. The weather is perfect.

I meet Mark at Sainsburys. We talk Solaris, stamps, and seaweed.

At home, I prune the remaining espalier apples. It’s warm an sunny when I start, cold and wet when I finish. The clippings still need to be burnt. Robbie has replaced his piano. The tuner says that burning would be the best thing for the old one.