Choices, choices

This was the day the glass in the washing machine door chose to splinter into many fragments; fairly spoiled my breakfast.  Then my pals from Gourock and Kirkwall arrived.  They took with them some Sun Ra – which fairly suited the day.  It’s the second biggest gig of the year tonight – The Rendall Burns Supper.  Once my monkey gland injection has kicked in I’ll be straight on the dance floor.

Desmond reported that next week, with his new pal Anthony, that they’ll be setting off south on the X1  (then the X99 to Inverness) on a week’s acronym spotting bonanza.  Let’s hope they get decent weather.