Forget me not

The return of the returnee. Not until 6pm, so I had plenty time to run around giving things a wipe over as well as nipping up the road to recharge the flower vases. 
And the son seems to have landed a job and survived beyond the trial period along at Halfords in Seafield. This is unexpectedly wonderful news and a relief to his dear old papa. So, things are looking up. And the lowest number of new covid cases since the end of September. And no deaths registered for three days. 
And I’ve booked a table for midday Monday 26th April at the Royal Dick - the day that beer gardens at scheduled to reopen. It had to be done.