Windless in the Western Isles

I know, I know, it's not normal - whatever that is. When we took Freyja out for a wee trundle on the water there was a wee breeze. That was keeping the heat of the day bearable on this day that obviously was 'summer' up here. Then wind went. Ooof. No wind at all. Left bobbing about in the outer harbour without so much as a gin and tonic to while away the time. So we motored back in and Eve cycled back home. I sulked. I am allowed to do that at this time of year, trust me.