Somewhere, along the Beauly Firth

I realised today that I had not driven Maris, the Yaris, for six days, and so headed out into the wild blue yonder on battery charging duty. Yesterday I took some surprisingly good selfies. I thought of airing one here, but then decided that it might be ok for my CD booklet. In case you are wondering, we ground to a halt when we finished the recording,  but we still have to do some mixing to do. There is no ticking clock, one of the benefits of retirement I guess.