Friday
1st June 2001 10.21am
A grey day, with spats of rain in the air, annoying only if they
are trying to signal us about the weather later. The wind is out of
the NW, blustering like yesterday but not so wild; tamed overnight
perhaps. Another month passes; summer is closer now, almost here.
There is some activity on the water, a man in yellow oilskins is on
his small fisher working his nets or ropes, while by the Boat Club,
a few owners are moving around.