The blether group.

Another great group get together  - Intergenerational blethers about schooldays. 
Followed by a picnic lunch with the girls in the scorching heat.
Then the Captain and I motored off up the loch, after stopping to rescue a couple who's engine had failed and they were attempting to row back to the grandchildren who were waiting in the marina. 
A quick tow back,  and then we were off to Goat Bay. Just us and the seagulls,  and I'm planning to sleep on the deck tonight. Bliss.