A fine bird!

L and I went to Crail this morning after our 9 holes of golf.  The trip to Crail was good, the golf was rubbish.

We went to the Harbour Gallery for our coffee.  The weather was almost summer-like so we sat outside in the cobbled courtyard where the tables and chairs had a tendency to wobble but it was worth the wobble for the view down to the sea.

Just over the fence from our table there were a number of hens pecking around among the stones.  A few crumbs from the scone were gratefully received.

The extra is just a very pretty set of steps outside one of the old Crail houses.