Scapa Flow

Late in the day a courier arrived in the West Mainland and delivered some sunshine – it’s been quite a few days.  Dougal and myself made a comeback today; or an attempted comeback.  We were taken out by our managers for lunch.  We couldn’t get a word in for ‘two new babies in the parish / kye breaking into gairdens / who lives in the (apparently) static mobile home / Neil’s club card / deaths / vitamin D deficiency / meeting Jim Cormack our ex postie.’ We tried hard but they weren’t interested in the fact that the Blue Brazil need an assistant kit manager; our lower league correspondent (Alex) has yet to report whether there is a queue outside Central Park.  Or a Cigs. 
 
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