Stromness awaits

Today, being Thursday, my mother spent some time reminiscing; she told me about Annie.  Nearly all the school pals had got married but Annie never had a boyfriend.  Time ticked along and no-one thought at it.  Then when she was 38 Annie got a manfriend.  My mother indicated that, as a youngster Annie had always ben a bit feisty.  However, all seemed well and her manfriend was approved by her coevals.  It was a small wedding but, as curiosity does, her pals were driven to be present.  Folk had to stifle giggles when the first hymn was announced as ‘Fight the Good Fight…’

My mother was really perky and on the ball today.  She expressed a desire to attend a Whist Drive but realises she’ll have to wait a while.

Stromness seemed preternaturally extra quite even for a Covid day.