Last burst

We kicked off the day with a picnic breakfast out on the island at the harbour, followed by a million races, of which I won only the pirouette race. Imagine. Slightly overheated, we went for a noisy dip in the pool, then collapsed on the sofa as the rain started to fall. I have work to do, so put it off with a late stroll to the east. I was pleased to spot on a path that someone wrote Clean Up Your Dog Shite before the concrete set, but it didn't come out in the photo, so here's the last appearance of the sun before the clouds took over again.