Bunting

There was no bunting for the jubilee, but this week there is. Two reasons. All week there is a floral display and art exhibition in the East Church, which we went to today. And coming up we have the Open Gardens and Open Studios weekend, always well worth the trip if you're in range. Strawberry teas in the garden by the seashore too.

Yesterday's monstrosity has found its resting place at the Nigg yard, for some major work apparently. And in the extra we see it squatting like some overgrown metallic hobgoblin on a giant potty. I'll leave you with that thought.