Chariot of Fire

I was treated to lunch at the Peat Inn today by Mrs Rex and afterwards we took a trip up to St Andrews via Crail for a coffee and beer at the Old Course Hotel. Along the sand dunes between the golf course and the beach there were several fit young men flogging themselves along these dunes and back along the beach to the town.

I just about remember the days when I might have been able to keep up. See if you can spot me here, remember I'm the one with the biker's moustache.