Piotr

As I was working from home, I managed to make a quick trip to the harbour to get the boat over to its mooring. Jeesus, there was a cold blaw while I was there; I think my fingers are still recovering. I've decided to shell out and sign up to the RFYC's water taxi service this year. No more humping the inflatable.
So here's the weekday boatman, Piotr with my wee boat behind. His garments were filthy and in distressingly clashing colours. Great stuff, the B&W.
Later, out to see Force Majeure at the Filmhouse. At first I thought it was going to be a slowly observed serious piece, but it actually went quite off piste (good that, eh?) into dark humour and farce at times. Thoroughly entertaining. I was never going on a skiing holiday anyway. I'm certainly no noo.