Early Morning

A fine day in prospect for a wee sail. And so it proved. As soon as I closed my ledger we were off for splash round the bay. The cook volunteered to stand in as first mate and all went quite swimmingly. A sense of great well being and happiness did come over me - the endorphin release must be the equivalent of cycling up the Tourmalet. At the very least.
So afterwards it was catching the last of the sun reading the unread bits of the weekend papers. And I even made the evening meal. Well, I kept an eye on how long the open ravioli was in the oven. Luckily, we both like it crispy.