Cruising

A glorious day and another well attended cruise in company - this time all the way over to Burntisland. Four nautical miles. How is it taking so long asked the SK, why don’t you put the engine on? But it’s not the destination, is it, dear reader? If you’re sitting in the garden on a sunny day reading the Sunday paper you don’t think of any destination. So, it’s exactly like that, except all around is beautiful glassy water with an occasional slight ripple. A delight for the senses. And me for company!
Though it must be said in all honesty that the destination was, on this occasion, of equal, nay, of even greater pleasure than the travelling. For who was waiting to meet us at Burntisland, but the sports car roadster man himself. Yes, the Kinghorn one! And home on a fine breeze. Perfect so it was. Lovely to see you, old chap.

And much later, the Olympics closing ceremony. Tom Cruise! Get in there!!