Coy

A slow start to the day - and that’s pretty much how it stayed. There was a cycle up to the daughter’s to feed and entertain the cat awhile.
And then I took the boat back to the mooring - Dougal won’t get his posse together till next Friday. Meanwhile two of my adjudged time wasters have come back (one, twice!) to make offers and a bloke in Fife who hasn’t seen it at all has made me an offer on email. Prevailing wisdom that I’d picked up was that it was such a buyers’ market that I’d be lucky to be able to give it away. Well, well.