Twenty one today

Angus’ cough is clearing a bit. And now he has books of poetry from Granny to keep his reading faculties engaged as well.

I take him into Edinburgh for a birthday dinner with Megan and the cousins. A flying visit to Rachel’s for cabbage soup and the power supply that I mislaid last week. And cider yeast from Brewstore on the way home.

Pork and black bean soup for tea. Megan arrives on the last bus to Dolphinton.