I'm currently in a (very comfy, with fancy sofa) shipping container at Cove Park, trying to write fascinating poems, aided by Polly Clark. The weather yesterday was fantastic, today it is absolutely diabolical despite the Met Office's insistence that it's lovely. There are very few folk here (although those that are are lovely) but quite a few sheep and a couple of very shifty-looking ducks...
I have lots of other photos (even of today when the weather's horrid) but I'd forgotten what a total pain the version of iPhoto on this mac is, so these will have to do for the moment. I'm away to construct another heartbreaking work of staggering genius now...or something like that...;-)
View from the cube