Goodbye long hair day ...

My lockdown locks were long enough to be trained in a short pony much to the amusement of the grandchildren. My hair was not dissimilar to that currently being modelled by former PM Blair! First thing this morning that all changed and I emerged light headed and blinking into the chilly Porty sunshine.

I walked on the quiet/low tide beach. I watched a crow with a shell dropping it repeatedly from some height onto the promenade until it split open and breakfast was taken!

More busy home and work admin in the morning was followed by an afternoon walk before the supermarket delivered our fortnightly supplies, a new nutri bullet pinged in to replace the one burnt out through healthy-eating over-use and long distance spelling testing was very successfully accomplished with our eldest grandson.

PS Last night’s Edinburgh Eastern Election Hustings was interesting but not particularly entertaining! Only one of the four candidates was up to the task. I get the impression some parties are finding it increasingly difficult to attract potential candidates.