A group of a dozen or so lycra clad ( and ever so slightly grumpy ) Californian cyclists are standing at the doocot. They've taken a wrong turning and ended up in the village. It's not often that we see such nattily dressed cyclists. Pink and yellow saddle wear has yet to become commonplace out here. Directions are given and they head off in the direction of Pittenweem. This group are staying in the best hotel in town and will spend their day sauntering along the breezy coastal path. They'll have lunch at a really good restaurant on the coast and be given a lecture on the local geology. They'll then cycle back at their own pace ( or for those who have been tempted and had a glass or two or three of wine be driven back ) to their 5 star. " It's so good to be able to sleep and breath properly. At night we just open the windows and turn off the aircon ". The tour company has a list of coffee shops and restaurants that provide pit stops acceptable for upmarket San Diegans. A van is always within half an hour of them and can be called in case there are 'emergencies'. Coolcations really are becoming a thing.
This mornings BBC radio broadcast leaves us with much to ponder. Tariffs that had been off, are on again. Ms. Laura Loomer, who the radio informs us is an American influencer, had been anti-Ukraine but has now changed her mind and become a supporter of President Zelensky. Meanwhile that thing in the Gulf seems to have kicked off again and driven the price of oil back to eye watering levels.
Out here on the coast it's cloudier this morning. Maybe there will be some rain ? After three weeks without so much as a drop we need it. The crows that are perching on the old stone field walls take to the air as we head out along the track to the shore. Thankfully, they have not repeated their early morning parliamentary session on the roof of the last wee house before Denmark.
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