One Man's Notebook


Half an hour by the sea

Chose a different spot down by the harbour arm today. I’m tucked into a wee hollow, with the structure of the arm itself sheltering me from what is a bitterly cold wind.

I’m still wearing a fleece and a gillet, though. It is bitter this afternoon. We even had a flurry of snow earlier, but I’d be amazed if we see any settle this far south.