Glassy Scapa Flow

A stunning flat calm morning so I decided to go for a cycle, but the tyres needed a little air.  Guess how delighted I was when the bloody pump broke (into several parts).  No cycling!!  Took S and G along to the Kirk Café this morning.  Then went to visit folk in Harray.   I was allowed out on my own but this proved unwise as I sat and chatted overlong.  My tea was dried up (but still tasty).  Dancing tonight and we cantered through the One o’clock Cannon, the Pines of Pitlochry, Findlater Castle and Mrs. Stewart Linnell.  We are now awaiting D to arrive from Aberdeen on the late ferry. 

All is calm.