The Dirling Sarks

What a superb drying day with the wind coming straight over the Flow and into the policies.

The Current Mrs Creel went into the Toon a.m. for her accordion lesson and then came home and painted the kitchen walls.  I was despatched outside to prepare materials for tomorrow’s session in Hoy and to finish the acoustic panels.

I have been told I may have to deploy my Pas-de-basque coupé tonight but only if the band plays Lord MacLay’s Reel (obviously).  A chance would be a thing off the scale.

As promised Mr. Romach turned up last night accompanied by his Longrow.

Be good.