A Salty Dog
A tug passes a salt encrusted window heading north up Scapa Flow; all this during breeze Erland. In the morning I finished my book. I received a phone call from our Birsay correspondent and then had a conference call about funding for the Hoy Kirk.
In the afternoon I revisited page 165 of the French dictionary I retained from school. I try to memorise one French word per month. Today’s word was ear-trumpet’.
Linguists should not be concerned.
Tomorrow is a brand new day.
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