The room where I'm making this entry is called, I think, The Sun Room. If it isn't, then it should be.
The house was apparently built by a chap who loved going on cruises of the big ship variety. So the sun room is constructed in such a way that the huge windows look out to sea with no sight of land in 180 degrees of vision. Its really quite spectacular. Aside from the seagull poo of course.
Today is Quarter Mile day. This is an all-comers day where anyone can turn up and see how quickly their bike 'does the Quarter Mile'. I am expecting to again sport a pungent odour of burnt rubber. Then there is the fly-past of the RAF display team, the Red Arrows. And finally beer and fireworks on the Douglas promenade.
