Jonathan Livingstone I presume

A day trip to Aberdeen on sculpture collecting duties.  The gales were still howling though the rain lashed less than yesterday.

We stopped by Arbroath and had a walk up the cliffs.  The danger of being blown over was very real and kept us away from the edges.  the seagulls were managing the situation well, just hanging there.  I was nervous when the hovered overhead though confident that any seagull deposit would be picked up by the wind and taken away from us.