Postcards from the edge.

This afternoon on returning from a walk along the coast a misaddressed postcard lies in the porch. Its from someone on holiday in Madeira. It reads – ” Its a beautiful place, lovely hotel and warmer weather. What more could we want ? Funeral on the 16th. Lots of love….”      The delights of postcards , especially ones that are not meant for you. I came across a stash of old postcards in a charity shop in Broughty Ferry last year and here is one of my favourites. I like the tents, the banality of composition and the man that is standing on the edge of the cliff. Why ? What might he be doing ? And in Thurso ?

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