Harem Scarem

Here's Gordon, Katie and Gordon's hair, perched on the Old Harbour wall in a howling gale trying to blow them off into the sea. Just after this snap I realised this might not be a brilliant idea and we retreated!

Huge Airy Hair.

Swimming this morning in the early-ish, quiet-ish session and then a bit of a shop for an afternoon of eating with company of Mr D Euphemist en famille.

Lunch is booked for tomorrow to wave goodbye to another year.