Unshackled iniquity, stalking schnauzers and singing sparrows.

The effects of the shingles vaccine have now completely worn off and life has returned to normal. No one has been able to explain to me why this is the only shot I've ever had a bad reaction to. A few days pain for a lifetimes gain.

On our way down to the shore we pass the farmers wife. She spent yesterday in  Edinburgh shopping . New clothes were needed for her daughter who is heading off to America to spend post-graduation time with the tall floppy haired American lad. This sounds remarkably like a  'meet the parents ' trip. Some rites of passage are unchanging and terrifying.  Father farmer does not approve ( wardrobe makeovers are rarely cheap ) although he begrudgingly thought the boy 'alright'. A Scots farmers son who knows how to change the spark plugs on the John Deere might have been more to his liking. The farmers wife is now concerned that Jackson Hole is the murder/drug/terrorism capital of America. We wish we'd not told her to watch Bosch on Amazon Prime.

Life on the North Sea remains calm. The old medieval town is super quiet. Parking is a doddle. 'The Font' observes this is what was like when we were students here half a century ago. In those days Angus drove a SAAB 96 with a four cylinder engine and a strange freewheeling device that I never fully understood.  To get it to  work you pulled a handle under the dashboard but what it did remains a mystery to this day. 

Politics rarely intrude onto the streets here. This is one of the most equitable of places. However, today we notice a political poster taped onto a lamp post ahead of the World Cup finals. This mornings news has been full of overnight comments about Canada.

Hundreds, literally hundreds, of sparrows busy breakfasting on the grass seeds down by the old pier. The sound they make is deafening. Even more remarkable is the torsional forgiveness of the long grass stems that bend double under their weight.

They squabble constantly and disdainfully so they must be siblings.

By the harbour the rabbits are blissfully unaware of impending nemesis.....

..... which is heading towards them in the shape of a small Schnauzer. We stop and laugh as mayhem unfolds. It goes without saying that the rabbits are quicker than the Schnauzer.

How can this be 40 years old ? :https://vimeo.com/223442837

More money than sense :https://www.the-scientist.com/a-t-rex-leather-bag-is-up-for-auction-is-it-really-dinosaur-collagen-74744

Things astrophysicists want to talk about over breakfast :https://thedebrief.org/an-asteroid-tracked-since-1998-made-an-unexplained-orbital-shift-now-astronomers-say-its-something-far-more-mysterious/

A world that's gone :https://www.smithsonianmag.com/history/thousands-intimate-photographs-reveal-the-everyday-lives-the-romanovs-russias-last-imperial-family-180989126/

Odd story of the day :https://www.sciencealert.com/this-chernobyl-fungus-seems-to-have-evolved-an-incredible-ability