Sunshine and sea spray (Day 882)

It is still bloody windy. It seems to have been going on and on for so long.
It was no surprise to hear the wind roaring again this morning as I woke, and to be blown around on the way up the hill with the woofers.
Back at home I got organised and headed off to change a loo in an old manse. It should have been relatively simple but there were a few problems along the way which meant that it took a lot longer than expected.
I arrived back home to find my beautiful wife making bacon sandwiches for lunch. After we had devoured them, we headed to the cliffs at Yesnaby. The wind has whipped the Atlantic into a bit of a frenzy and we were liberally coated with sea spray as we wandered along the cliffs.