These are just fleeting thoughts from the heartland of the UK's colonial dustbin somewhere beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Don't expect too much and you won't feel let down. As ever AI and old age are to blame. I'll just leave it there ...
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
Pittenweem Daily Photo
A small fishing boat chugs back into harbour.
Upside down harbour reflections on a glorious February day.
A warm but watery sun scrapes across the sky.
Rocks ooze green slime and tired sea weed in the lazy sunshine.
Another (bit of a) day spent working down in the East Neuk. Not too many visitors, just the local fishermen and builders going about their business. All strangely calm and peaceful, a healthy antidote to life's noise and the media irritations broadcast and suffered regularly elsewhere ... no phone signal in other words.
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