A journal of my sailing, my dogs, my band. I can promise photos, but not consistency; as far as subject matter goes I'm a bit of a nomad, so can at times drift about the place with seeming abandon.
Tuesday, 6 September 2011
it's raining, it's pouring
But the wind is blowing like a wild thing.
Sadly, I'm chained to my desk and forced to endure the tease of it through my office window :(