Stromness; the Sun arrives!!

On arising, the shock arrival of sunshine saw me knock back a pint of Ambre solaire straight off.  We preceded through to Stromness to do the usual for my mother.  More kye oot at Clestrain today.

After cutting the grass I swung gently in my hammock reading the next chapter of ‘The Life and Times of Brewster Cruickshank’.  His penchant for a game of tiddlywinks, with his an Cnoc, never deserted him and at the age of 93 he could be seen in the Summer in the Findochty Harbour playing.  Obviously only on flat calm days; no fool Brewster.

To ‘Concerned of Dulwich’ – remove the tablecloth beforehand.

Note today’s pic has added bipeds.