wobbly legs

This is a shot taken from the cliffs of Berwickshire, near to the ruins of Fast Castle.

As I was standing behind my tripod, only a metre or so from the edge, it occured to me that I hadn't told anyone where I was going. If I had an accident I was on my own.

More pertinently, if I was late home I'd get pelters from my wife for not having the dinner on the table.

The cormorant on the edge of the rocks was feeding well this morning.