Mackerel Maybury

It’s a really early start for a 7:30 flight home. I’m running on auto pilot, and that seems fine until I get to the airport. It seems that CWT has cancelled my return ticket, which comes as an unwelcome surprise. There are still tickets available, so it’s my credit card that takes the hit.

It’s beautiful in Scotland. I breeze round the bypass and head down to Dolphinton. Bill takes a look under the bonnet of the Leaf - just for interest, there’s nothing wrong. He seems to be impressed.

Back home, Nick is progressing with the sauna. Gutters are on, gables enclosed, soffits started. The straw bales that had suffered from the wet winter are beginning to recover.