The Arrival of the Red King

I’ve not been feeling at all well. Gut pains. Either Auntie Joan’s Bakewell Tart was a bit rich or else I’m dying. Maybe those cloudy beers last night didn’t help. So I didn’t do a lot. Completed re-mounting the angel wings and started on my irreverent occasional piece for the yachtie club mag. 

And then - taaarrrrraaaa!!! The big news of the day! I have a second grandchild. Little Ruaridh arrived mid-afternoon. This time the daughter had her lippy to hand for the photo-ops. Clever girl.

And later even bigger news (joke!). Hearts win away in Europe. A deserved victory too, swatting aside Riga 2-0 and actually scoring a goal in open play for the first time in six games. Happy day!!