Work in Progress

 Not much of a day.

The constitutional and existential crisis Down South lumbers on. Cameron went to Brussels yesterday and made some new enemies. Our FM went to Brussels today and made lots of new friends.

Tomorrow should be more interesting.

It is becoming a habit to get out of the house in the evening and take the sea air. Stops me eating too many biscuits, if nothing else. Not much was going on in Dysart (tide ebbing and about halfway out).

Anyway, I got a Blip. Someone has been working hard to restore this traditional boat. When you go past, you get the most amazing smell from the sanded wood.