MOTD and breakfast; then after hanging out washing, we got onto the bikes and headed off to Porty to meet Barry. And more importantly Logan, his newly acquired dug to replace the hapless Herbie (now safely ensconsed in Dundee with Barry's Maw). 5 months old; from Cyprus and a beagle / labrador and possibly pointer hybrid model. 
We strolled off up the beach; a grey day but not really the rain that was forecast. He seems a lively wee chap; not Herbie but not without some difficulties. I forsee problems, but potentially not terminal ones that like the ones that lead to Herbie's banishment.
Duty done, we cycled back home; had lunch and she arrived; laden with laundry and we looked at summer holiday options and then chummed her back in a brightening afternoon as far as Craigleith.

Then home for roast chicken roast potatoes and carrots and a quiet evening in. (Partly because G broke her mic / headphones; yes it still rumbles on)