Glitzy Window

Another oh-dear- what- can -I- blip moment. Fionn has gone off socialising in Skibbereen, my last student of the day has just left, and the other two are oggling the telly. (Think I might go and join them) .

I had the unenviable job of collecting bagged pig meat from the abbatoir and delivering some of it to customers.

At least the two pigs had a good life.