Reminiscence

The howling wind and pissing rain woke me in the night and kept on waking me until I just cut my losses, got up anyway and got on with the cleaning out off fires and general tidying up and packing up of the holiday home before giving my lot a virtual shake to get them up at a more agreeable time.

It wasn't really a day for hanging around. Left by 10 and straight home and back in Edinburgh around 1. Spent much of the rest of the day drinking coffee and scanning in the negatives from the films I took. Here's frame 6A from Tuesday's efforts. Thistles innit.

All before an evening in our own front room once again with an Indian and telly.

Reminiscence