Discarded

Much better day today, headed for Findhorn, arrived as the drizzle stopped and the sun broke through. We walked along the beach, saw seals sticking their heads above the water. We stopped for lunch, in the yacht club no less,then headed for Hopeman for a shorter walk then Coffee and cake. The telephone boxes were on the edge of a boat yard come scrap yard, looking forlorn and abandoned, once the pride of British Telecom, a national symbol as recognisable as London Busses and pillar boxes, Ahh the good old days