Staircase jungle

The storm is coming! Nick and I batted down the polytunnel and I nail shut AB errant window in the packing shed. And then I turn tail and head for Kinghorn.

We boil up tatties and neeps, cook to haggis and then settle down to watch The Rainmaker.

Megan arrives, fairly damp, just before nine. She eats, we talk, and then settle down as a family to watch the end of the movie.

Angus is in Glasgow without his bank card. Luckily, he still has friends that will front him a few quid. I’ll see him tomorrow when I drop Megan off, storm permitting.