Monday

A very quick blink of sun first thing in Kirkwall then we never saw the orange orb again.  After returning from my mother’s (she asked me if the name of the Prime Minister is Gandhi.) I spent nearly all day on the blower discussing building materials.  A regular hoot.

Which reminds me, I’ve never visited Redcar.

Concerned of Dulwich: you won’t go far wrong if you call in past and see Lovesick of Prestonpans.  But obviously don’t forget what happened at Moffat.