Robert Louis Stevenson had a grudge against the Scottish weather, in particular here on the east coast, which he described as having ‘one of the vilest climates under heaven’. Here is a shot taken at the end of July looking across to the promenade in Kirkcaldy. RLS got the summer spot on: ‘shifty and ungenial’. The cold sea fog is called the haar and it appears out of the east, a spiteful gift from the north sea when the sun shines and dares to warm our faces. I’ve got it into my head that we must somehow anger the sun god, to whom I am particularly worshipful.