Dancing in Chatton

Earlier-than-usual start this morning - in to work on the bus so MrM could have the car. He and his brother had a very nice day out, by all accounts, meandering around the Northumberland countryside. And eating - coffee and cake, and  later a delicious (and what sounded like a very substantial) lunch in a very nice cafe in Rothbury.

They picked me me up from work and once back at the flat MrM cooked us vegetarian Haggis with neeps and tatties. Then we headed for Chatton, where Rag Bag Morris were dancing outside the pub - I danced, while MrM and Glenn watched. A nice, sociable hour in the pub afterwards. And a wee dram or three for some of us (not me!) before bed...