Whitehall Sunset (Day 912)

I was up at sparrow fart to get myself organised  to head to town to catch the ferry across to Stronsay at 7am. I heard Sigyn voicing her displeasure at my leaving without taking her for her morning walk as I left the house in the darkness.
The ferry crossing was uneventful, and I snapped a couple of shots of the sunrise, though none were worth blipping.
I was at the first customer at 830, changing a couple of radiators for Maxine and Tony for whom I fitted the pellet boiler a couple of weeks ago. We ironed out a few niggles with the boiler, mostly air in the system, before I headed for the other customer where I changed a load of taps and fitted a new electric shower.
I was finished by 3.30 and sat on the ferry pier eating lunch and watching the sunset over Whitehall. I couldn't resist taking this shot, but was torn between blipping it, or today's extra. The extra is looking in the opposite direction towards the monastery on Papa Stronsay.
I eventually got home just after 8pm. It has been a long day, and
my beautiful wife has suggested that she should get me a beer on her way home from work. It would be rude to refuse...