Wanders

Early morning walk on a *very* warm day. The Scottish summer is always on a Wednesday in May. Never the same one. But it doesn't disappoint. Mr A spent lots of time on the balcony, and I joined him eventually for a beer. The sun had gone, but it was still warm.

Earlier I finished my essay, put it online, did a shorter version for the Press, did some videos (with Mr A's help), and generally made good progress.

Later, after beers (and dinner), we watched A Winter's Tale from the Globe.

And as ever we tried to avoid the news.