In need of a Red Bull

Went into town today but went sans camera. Silly boy. Spent a couple of hours in Kirkwall library archives researching editions of The Orcadian from 1919 and 1920. Found some interesting and amusing stuff, but no record of the beaching of the B98. I've got sixteen more tickets for the ferry and only three weeks to use them up in so I'll be returning for more red-hot microfiche action.

Did some shopping, but only as much as I could carry. Just as well because I didn't exactly leave myself much time for it. At least I had time to pick up a replacement cartridge for the printer so I can fire my last salvo at HMRC. Got a letter from them today, but it was only to tell me to provide a return for 13-14. I hope they have a magnifying glass. The numbers are real wee.

Spent a few minutes at the door experimenting with shutter-speed control. Got this puppy that makes it look like next door's turbine has no wings. I thought it was clever. Clever camera, not the user. He's a moron!