A late blip as dinner was taking ages to cook (a new recipe that was hopelessly optimistic about time needed in the oven.) I decided to take a quick look at the quay, as the tide was high.
These two ships normally never move but, surprisingly, I saw them both setting out together towards the sea. I've just found out that one of them was going to a nearby dry dock, presumably for repairs.
Extra: Walkies? I like the dog's buoyancy aid.
When gun dogs retire, they retrain to catch fish instead.