A day in Peterhead

The weather was rubbish today, again. Jan went home and decided he’d finished with sailing. The rest of us walked into Peterhead and had a coffee before replenishing grocery supplies. We enquired about diesel – not available until Monday morning (the harbour master seemed a bit vague about whether the bank holiday on Monday would make a difference, although he said it wouldn’t. Still, we thought maybe we had enough to sail for Whitehills anyway. Then I decided to do some laundry and discovered that the laundry is closed until Monday too – again it might be Tuesday because of the bank holiday. Oh well, I’ve still got some clean clothes left. But I did want to wash my towel – the one that Jan rescued from the sea before he left, after I’d pegged it out to dry. We check the weather forecasts on various websites on a regular basis throughout the day, searching for a sign of hope! It seems to be coming, but not until Monday. Ah well, maybe I can find a laundry that is open tomorrow?

Today’s joke:

Spouse #1: Honey, this coffee tastes like dirt.

Spouse #2: That's not surprising, dear, it was just ground this morning.

The evolving weather forecast followed by the crew