A boat trip cut short (Rousse)

There were four of us in a white boat under blue skies in the Firth of Forth. It was such a beautiful day! I looked up to Corstorphine Hill and wondered whether we could be seen from my old office.

Then the engine spluttered. D, who was in charge, case a worried glance at the distance to shore. Our day out on the sparkling waters was over.

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