Sunshine on Pittenweem

I was waiting on the sun before cycling to the coast but lost patience, put on the gloves and woolly bunnnet and headed off, the sun was shinning by the time I got to Pittenweem, had a pie and lucozade lunch at the beach where my great great grandad owned a hoose before he sadly drowned in the forth at a young age, it’s a braw fisherman’s hoose, right on the front, nice in summer and days like these but challenging in winter, shame it’s not still in the family.