Just Another Manic Monday

Silly o'clock and a road drill starts up underneath our bedroom window.
Coffee
Press button on radio and BBC World Service tell me that David Bowie has died.
Coffee
Phone call, "would I like to go for a trip on a boat?"
Change from shorts to jeans.


Bit of a morning, really.

However, I can report that the road drill lorry has gone.
David Bowie's death is a reason to listen to his albums that I have on the iPod.
The only way to get Valletta in perspective is to see it as you approach the harbour from seaward.

There is nothing, absolutely nothing, which is as much fun as messing about in boats when it's warm, calm, sunny and the ones you are with know you well enough to put up with you!