The Last Light

The light on the right is the last ferry of the day, departing to cross the Flow to Hoy.  This was the scene as the  boys left, after a prolonged session, to head to various airts ‘n pairts  of the County.  The Current Mrs Creel provided a superb lunch, Frank even brought us a sourdough loaf he’d made – claimed he’s had it buried in his garden for a month.  The extras show that Pete tried to drag us into the 21st century with a demonstration of DJing.  It’s going to take some practice with wax cylinders.   Despite listening to Blue Rose Code / Michel Hurley / Murcof / Nucleus / Nicolas Javr / Nordic Nights – and many more – we are none the wiser.  Nobody expected Paul Desmond.