Piped to sea.

A piper stands every morning during racing in Tarbert and plays the fleet out to sea with a few memorable drones. The thing was it stayed with me during the day while buzzing about on the RIB, especially at speed. I thought I had developed some form of Tartan Tinnitus with the noise of the sea, maybe the VHF or the engine or the wind. On day three on complaining of the condition to the owner he worked out the steel grab rail had two holes in which the wind whistled much like a chanter! Electrical tape soon sorted that.