Rose

Instead of rain. We’re in Argyll to visit our wee boat, which is up for sale with a broker here. It has turned into our usual ‘summer in Scotland’ weather and we’re sorry we didn’t pack gloves, hats and scarves! That’ll l’arn us.

So we have flowers from our table at a lovely local hostelry last night instead of a seascape, as it’s decidedly dreich!