A Bit Grey

This is the little port of Dunbar, in the mist and drizzle this evening. 

After dancing last night, singing group this morning, and stitching for me this afternoon, we had a few hours to kill before another session of dancing this evening, this time in Berwickshire.

We drove down the A1 and stopped in Dunbar for a walk around the harbour. Kittiwakes have turned the ruins of  the castle into a multi-story nest site, and they were announcing it loudly to the world (extra).

I began to realise that I was feeling a bit off-colour, and that another night of bouncing up and down on the dance floor was probably a bad idea. So we gave it a miss and TM very gallantly didn't mention the 30 mile detour.

So I'm home now and nursing a cup of turmeric tea and thinking that a few hours fasting is in order.