Progress at last ! The joiners should soon be here to install the bookcases. Six months to the day since we left the house in France. The garden designers are also expected to show up to advise on what can be planted out here. As you'll see from the photo below trees are a relative rarity on this windy stretch of coast.
It rains overnight. This morning the puddles along the farm track once again full of fresh, clear water. Sophie is delighted. There's no need to drink from one of the bowls laid out for her in the house. She does a full pre-breakfast tour of the village. The orange mountain bike that was chained to the bus stop has gone. The little red metallic Vauxhall is still blocking access to the turnip field but now has a sign on it saying 'Police aware'.
After a walk on the beach we head off to the good coffee cafe. A long queue today. Sophie is looked after by a young lady biochemist from Nuneaton while I go in and order. The baristas provide my companion with a piece of shortbread. This is gratefully received.
The flower display in the window of the house facing the cinema has changed from a glass jug to a yellow ceramic one. Inside a large table covered in term papers being marked and graded. I'd have thought everything was done online these days but maybe not in St Andrews. There is a candle in the window. Is this lit at night ? Wouldn't you be worried about people peering in ? Maybe people are divided into two categories - those that draw their curtains and those that leave them resolutely open ?