A dry build, but getting closer every day.

This is the house where Jonathan Swift was taken as a child; This is what the blue plaque says:

That's not how Swift himself remembers it, he wrote that he was kidnapped by an overly affectionate nanny and taken to Whitehaven.  

Something to occupy my marginal time.

View from a mountain

Scotland 2012

Just over a week ago I set out on the Guzzi with Tom riding pillion, accompanied by Rob and Martin for what turned out to be a spectacular tour of Scotland. We had been watching the  forecast and even though it looked good, we expected a variety of weather, well that's Scotland isn't it?

We were wrong, we had just one type of climate, Hot sun with clear skies for the duration. The only issue was how to store all the surplus clothing because it was so hot - the temperature gauge on the bike reached 36 degrees a couple of time on the the North West coast and Sky. It passed too soon.