Red sky at night ...

...Or red sky at Newhaven as we complete the hand-over of our granddaughters to their mother with a meal at Loch Fyne restaurant. I must say they have wonderful sunsets in the East, though having seen the weather forecast for tomorrow I can’t think the shepherds have much to be delighted about. One question: what is the bright flame on the Fife horizon?

Fuelled by fish, we scooshed home along the M8 in less than two hours to a strangely quiet house, where I’ve just deleted ten episodes of Horrible Histories from the Sky box...