I've decided that, when I grow up, I would like a house with a tower. The views from the one below must be spectacular.
The Crail "lobster and crab" shack, where the seafood is cooked to order.
The East Neuk has a reputation of being somewhat isolated, and there's an old story about a man who - when asked if he had ever been abroad - said: "Na, but I ance kent a man who had been to Crail".
After Crail is was back to Anstruther for a bite to eat. Given the location, and the town's reputation for serving the best fish & chips on the planet, we made a beeline for the Anstruther Fish Bar.
Yet another Turkish Barber, which we had begun to realise is de rigeur in any Scottish settlement.
The Holy Grail of fish & chip shops, but time spent in the queue was repaid tenfold by the quality of the food - made better still by eating it in the evening sunshine overlooking the harbour.
Replete, we walked slowly back to the B&B having booked slots on the following day's sailing to the Isle of May.
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