Flat calm.

Gail took me out to lunch today. We drove all over the island to find somewhere that was open, then came home having bought some tins of soup from the shop.

While we were out, I took a picture of the huge manor house at Scar. I was standing a long way off but when cropped it looked spectacularly like an impressionist painting. Unfortunately, this site deems the image too small to post. Killjoys.

Anyhoo, we 'bagged some bruck' in the still evening sunlight and snapped this view from the beach.