The Rings of Poseidon

by Mike Crowson

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  "....while in Northern Scotland and the Northern Isles the ridge of high pressure will edge in as the day wears on. The rain is already clearing and the wind should drop gradually, leaving a pleasant day..."

  Alicia turned off, not the radio but her attention, as soon as the weather forecast was over, and turned over the day's schedule in her mind as she made coffee. Gill and Manjy were stirring and obviously Steve was up and about because through the open window she could hear the sound of the generator chugging away.

  Her instructions from Professor Harrington were to contact the village shop in Linksness and leave a message with them when she was ready for local workers. So, first to the village to see what local labour the University had organised for her, and to pick up a few supplies. Then down to work. Steve and the girls could measure up the hillock, rope it off and take a few preliminary photographs while she was gone. The other two would be too late for today's ferry, but they'd have to be met tomorrow.

  "Coffee's ready, ladies," she called. "Time to be up and doing."