Gone Fishing

A brief blast around the track and then into Kirkwall for a meeting of the whisky Club.  Lunch at 12.30 and then drams until 18.45.  Well, that’s what it said on the programme, and we stuck to it.  Home to a loving embrace, well that’s what it said on the programme.
 
I’m now in first aid.
 
The rolling pin needs a plaster.