Parrot pot

Went to the market early-ish in order for DH to secure pies from Dolly to take back to Hull. Met Mel with the wee hound and checked out the swan, still brooding on her nest under the bridge. Spent the afternoon alternately looking for more election results trickling in and listening to the play-off match between the Pars and the Wee Team. Oh well. Actually the election results were more cheering than the fitba - an old pal got elected on a list vote in the Highlands and Islands, so hurray for Ariane.

Mr Dave cooked a really delicious meal, then we watched a some stuff and drank some beer. I discovered that the only useable photo I'd taken all day was this one of a pot I took for quite another reason (I mean, I know who made the pot, just wondering how to track her down.....)