Indistinct

Which makes a change from distinct.

You go months without visiting Whisky Foxtrot's 'hood, and then you end up going four times in a matter of a couple of weeks. Granted two of these occasions (including today) were to go to the dentist, and granted after this picture was taken (and after morning coffee/tea was taken at the Beach House) I was subjected to more brutal and intrusive dental work than I had been expecting. But even so, Porty, and especially its Prom, never fails to please, whatever the light.

Later, preparations were made for Le Grand Depart tomorrow. Nothing to do with what's coming up in Yorkshire in a few weeks time, but everything that matters to me right now. One more sleep.