Flying the Flag for Britain

You certainly know how much time you spend commenting on Blipfoto when BT and Blipfoto fall out preventing any access to the site, thereby leaving a whole evening to finish reading a book which has been on the go for a month.
With the stand off over, normal service can proceed.

His Lordship thanks you all for your good wishes and is sure that he will be recovered enough to have his day on the hills on Wednesday. As he will be absent from home, he has allowed me to invite you all for a coffee morning behind The Door if you are free. I look forward to that.

This is a corner of the Scottish National Gallery with a feeling of the old British Empire about it, which I blipped as I passed this morning early enough for the wind whistling round my unhatted head to feel as though it came straight off the Siberian plains.
On the way home the sun had warmed the air to an almost acceptable level, and people were sitting outside at the neighbouring cafe, albeit wearing every bit of warm clothing they possessed. Will this chill never end?