Blue Block

Out to see the old Uncle and take him a copy of the History of Granton. I'd been given a copy by Toots and managed to track one down on t'internet. The aunt and I had a brief blether while the carer visited. She's finding it increasingly tough, looking after him. Poor old F. He sat quite placidly afterwards, but he's lost all sense of time. What a to-do.
Then the cousins arrived - J is over from Australia y'see. Hopefully we'll get to meet up over a beer.
Then into town to the Traverse - Channelling Jabez - a one man show. A whimsical little show (if you were kind), not really drama at all - more a piece of conceit (if you were unkind).
Then down to help out at the yard, but all attempts at raising masts were abandoned due to the wind. So no sails on for me, either. I think it'll be a motor to Ainster.