Saint Andrews

The title is more for my own records.
I took Caley for a quick morning walk at Achaderry, came home, removed his cage, folded down the back seats and removed  a sort of false floor in the boot. All this was to maximise luggage volume. 
Every cubic inch of space was utilised in transporting L and his gear back to Saint Andrews. In to his second year (and actually year 3 of his course) he no longer gets easy access to halls. He is in a flat with a pal this time. I hope he remembers to have broccoli with his pizza. Joking aside he is away with some rudimentary but wholesome recipes,