It rained overnight, heavily at times, and was raining lightly when we made our way to the bank. The rain was a little steadier when we left the bank a half hour later. We arrived on the terrace (the covered terrace) at Cafe Manila just as a downpour began.
The mostly English patrons turned their chairs to face the seaside. I was told that's what English people do in England — sit in rows and stare at the sea. Or maybe they sit in rows and stare at the rain. As one man came in, he muttered, "Och! Tis lik Scootlund in Augist!"
Sae noo, click ony photie fur th' muckle picture...
Oh, sorry! So now, click any image for the big picture.
|WET FACES (AND FEET) ON THE FRONTLINE.|
|OF COURSE SOME HARDCORE STICK-WALKERS WERE STILL AT IT.|
Tynan snapped pictures of me as I snapped pictures.