Another quiet day. The weather was still pretty grim. A day for making soup and pottering. It seemed to brighten up in the middle of the day, so we risked a walk at North Berwick and were lucky. The rain came on just as we got back to the car.
A quiet evening has followed our quiet day, with a bit of Agatha Christie on TV.
I’ve often spotted this derelict looking window in North Berwick. The tide was right in (extra), which meant we couldn’t walk all the way round on the beach.