Hazy and Grey

Oh Lordy, I can’t remember a lot about the day. The haar thinned and thickened. I do recall spending a couple of hours painting the lookout which was most frustrating as I seemed to make little progress. Judging by this photo I was over at the harbour. I remember now - I was dropping off a bottle to Ho-Ro. And we chatted to Loughie, and the new guy, MacLeod. I said to Loughie, is that the new guy over there - I should go and say hello. Take care he said, you’ll never get away. We did eventually - after from showing us interminable photos of his boat he announced he was looking for crew to help sail it back from Northumberland. 
Anyone?