Overcast

And a chilly wind in from the east. The masthead was inspected. The job was cased. There was a blether with a new member who's bought the late Stewart Boyd's old boat. A very similar boat to mine, it's on the next mooring. It saw old Stewart out, right enough.
Then it was back up the hill to birrl maw about before the arrival of the weans.
I must find time for this blipping stuff. There's always work time I guess.