A Stromness visit

This morning the handle on one of the shower doors was finally fixed. Funny how a seemingly unsolvable problem can be tackled in a minute or two, if you have someone around who knows what they are doing. At least I had kept the pieces that fell off. They were dusty, but all present, in a tiny basket on the bathroom shelf.

On our blustery afternoon walk to the Point of Ness, Stromness, I spotted these. They are giant versions of the newly mended handle, so I thought them blip-worthy.