On the Beach

A little rockery may well be in order, for just above the tattie bed. So some stones have been sourced from just over the road. A lovely morning for it.
Then off to the Traverse for another from the PPP series - His Final Bow, about John Wilkes Booth's flight after the assassination of Lincoln. Terrific, so it was - a thespian treat of overblown language. My pal hated it.
Then onward for a haircut. That bloke took me to task again for not attending frequently enough. He should be grateful for my occasional tenner (plus tip) - old folk, what are they like. I should go to a young clippers salon, or even better, a Turkish barber. They'd be grateful for the dosh. Don't know the meaning of hard work, these baby boomers.