Strolling through Almondell

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

The Disciple and I went to visit Monkey Boy today. Monkey Boy lives on his own so on the first weekend that the restrictions allowed, he rode to Inverness to stay the night with his brother. Monkey Boy doesn’t drink much and hadn’t had a drop during lockdown, but the excitement of having company for the first time in 4 months was cause for celebration. The wine was opened at midday, leading to Black Russians by late afternoon, complete memory loss half-way through dinner and a still unexplained wrist fracture!

When he finally made it home the following day (using public transport because he had to leave his motorbike), ‘never again’ had kicked in and he poured all the alcohol in his house down the sink!

So obviously we mocked him and sympathised. It was lovely to see both of them. We went for a walk and had a picnic. Monkey Boy has been writing songs recently so we made up a song about peeing outside (inspired by the two flasks of tea that The Disciple and I had packed). I expect Monkey Boy will credit us if he ever releases an album!

C