Hot and muggy ....

22nd July 2019 (Monday)      08.00.... I haven’t been further than the front

Elie Kirk tower.

gate this morning;   it’s not raining just now but it has been and everything is wet, so I couldn’t, or should say didn’t, go out on the bike earlier.      The sky is heavily overcast and the air humid and hot.... and I feel down for some reason.    I think I’m missing the hustle and bustle of the workmen;  they were always good for a quick chat.   Now I feel like it’s me that’s a ‘stranger’ .... in my own village:  an uncomfortable feeling.   I think another cuppa is called for.   The weather is supposed the brighten up later .... and me with it.   In fact the sun is breaking through as I type.

13.00     The weather is a bit dreich, with short spells of Scotch Mist blowing through occasionally, so I took the car up to Elie for the paper and morrrrrning coffee.     It’s amazing what a  cup of coffee and a chat can do;   I now feel ‘bright eyed and bushy tailed’.... so much so that I did the ironing.    Now I feel the urge to go out on the bike but the weather is not amenable.    I suspect that the bike will never be out of the shed today.

Creel boat in Elie Bay.

22.00    It has been a cracker o’ a day, and I was tempted to get the bike out a few times, but the streets were busy so the bike never left the shed.    But I did do a lot of work.    I do believe that there will be a bed for Janice and Michael when they come up from Sussex in a couple of weeks.   I’ve been sorting out the bedding and stuff.    And doing some ‘ooverin’ and dustin’.

With it being a romantic sort of evening I went to the beach to unwind on Nana Harley’s seat;  and was rewarded by seeing a pod of dolphins loupin their way across the bay.   A few people, were out, like me,  enjoying the last of the evening sunshine.    There was a brisk wind but not cold.   It is to be warm overnight.... making it uncomfortable for sleeping apparently.   And tomorrow is going to be hot, in spite of a brisk breeze from the west.

‘Nautilus’ (our tanker) has crossed the Bay of Biscay, and has started to bumble down

I must to the sea again ...... 

past Spain at 12.5 knots (approximately 14mph).   She will be out of range of land based stations after passing Portugal.... and I will lose her until we get down to the Southern African countries.

I ‘plan’ to get up and out early tomorrow morning.... and continue with sorting out he bedroom in the afternoon.... "only mad dogs and Englishmen etc."