The Pace Maker

Dear Blippers

I have left Creel HQ empty.  CMC has cancelled the milkman. The key is under the mat.  However, we have taken the mat with us.  Albeit, it is travelling separately.  You can't be too careful.  

Today has been a loosener of a day from Aviemore to Boat of Garten. We extended the route by passing by the Aviemore sewage works.

There was no sign of Gavin or Mary.  This was quite surprising given the state of play between Red Lichties and Caley Thistle.

During the walk, plenty of chaffinches, tits, common redstarts and mistle thrush.  Willow warblers a gogo.

However things aren't running too smoothly.  My s-i-l is feeding the felines.  She reports that, realising our absence, Scullion has been at the port decanter.  He's besporting himself on my chaise longue.  He's been in the cellar and raided the pickled eggs and pickled walnuts.  He's been chasing the cook round the billiard table and has even used the Current Mrs Creel’s cigar cutter.