Well the title says it all. There I was writing a very dull email about terms and conditions of a filming permit when the phone goes on the window ledge (the only place it can get reception in the cottage). It was Mark says "grab everyone, sperm whales at the Mainlight." The steep path from Fluke Street to the Mainlight goes by the name of Palpitation Brae - well the name didn't really cover it by the time I made it to the top clutching a scope - it nearly had its name changed to Seizure Brae. But once I had stopped coughing, pulled myself together and got the scope up we were able to get distant views on 2 pods of sperm whales, distinguished by the flattened dorsal fin, the way the plume of spray went forward rather than up and the size of one or two (big). It seems like there were probably 12-15 and for the next hour plus we saw flukes being waved, a whole tail waved and lots of spy hoping (when they stick their head out of the water). Another bout of running and coughing and we managed to round up everyone staying on the island and we all got good views. Eventually they covered the distance from Anstruther, past Fife Ness and out towards the North Sea and we headed down for a late tea.
Now that was about as much excitment as you can get on the Isle of May without feathers involved.