Here Come the Boys

A morning with Minky! So after scoffing strawberries, it was over to the beach where we made a boat on the sand. Her mother wasn’t happy on learning that she’d been over to the real boat two weeks previously, y’see. Very dangerous things!
No sooner was minky dispatched than AJ and I bravely set off across the Forth. A warm breeze, although more than slightly overcast. Destination: Aberdour. And there we did meet up with F and MrT, cycling round the Greggs outlets of Fife. Of course, we all had to go up town for a beer. The tide had to wait. Which it did, just.
Home on the loveliest reach and onto the pontoon. And who was there but the SK! And K .. and Mo. And then Tam. The rum was issued. The daughter was right. It’s a dangerous pastime.