Scorrabrae

I asked the Current Mrs Creel what was for breakfast, and she said (channeling Jean Milne fae Methlick) ‘It’s a fair sicht fer sair een’.  It was too.  A buttery loaded with butter and homemade marmalade.
 
Meantime we were hastily packing for the ferry to Hoy to spend a week at our retreat.  We live not far from the ferry terminal.  CMC’s sister (who was with us for tea) stays right above the pier.  However we were alerted to the fact that the ferry wouldn’t be going because a majority of the crew have Covid.  The  news came from Katy (CMC’s niece) in Aberdeenshire that the crossing would be cancelled.  No-one in Orkney knew.  Katy’s stage name is Clare Voyant.  So we then recalculated, and our other proposed trip (to Vancouver Island) is also off and will have to be 2023. 
 
Getting a grip, and having a quick draw on CMC’s pipe, we walked along to say cheerio to our neighbours who will soon be departing for Vietnam for three months.  It’s only my monkey gland treatment that enables me to keep up with the pace.  Meantime CMC is walking round the hoose totally dressed in white with her racket.
 
It’s nearly my bedtime.  Slippers (I’m a mule man in winter) tartan dressing gown, little pink rubber het water bottle , a slice of dripping on toast.  I hope you all slip into your night attire, baby dolls, baby oil, negligence, winceyettes, jammies or simmit an draas.
 
Mind on, nivir be a feel gyp.
 
Has the Auchterturra flyover been repaired yet ?  Maybe our Cruden Bay correspondent will know.