Passing

A shorter ride than the last few days, 21 miles sticking to the south of the island including a couple of roads previously unridden. Road here is the single-track to St Blaine's ruins with Dunagoil Fort in the background.

After a bit of stuff at home, including watching the seal bobbing around in the sea just below the cottage, it was off to Rothesay for an afternoon trip, more for a mooch than anything else. And I did have some fresh film in the camera too to take photos of the art-deco Pavilion that's currently under restoration. Mooch over, it was fish and chips all round and back home for Monopoly where my reckless tactics and subsequently inability to get houses on any of my properties saw me leave the property business in an early, yet dignified I feel, fashion.

The passing time