Orkney Hills

We had arranged a lunch today with Dougal and his good wife however I am on day two of being smitsome so I am not allowed contact with other bipeds.

Whilst the Current Mrs Creel went across to Stromness to see my Mum, and other sundry reasons that I do not need to know about (or if I am told about I am told I have already been told and I have forgotten) I went for a walk.  Bracing but bonnie.

We never lock the house door, therefore, whilst I was away Charlie, the Postie, had placed a new CD on the kitchen table.  It has the unlikely title of ‘Huntingdon Ashram Monastery’.  More later.........