the inverse the obverse the converse the reverse

Fiona had hung up mine, Charlie's and Samuel's converse on the washing line this afternoon. As the light was beginning to fail I seized the opportunity to snap this shot of them and use these obscure lyrics for a title.

After tea we went for a wee stroll in the dark along the prom at Port Seton and watched a fishing boat return too late and scrape and splutter over the sand into the mouth of the harbour.