Puddling

It's been an emotional day.  After feeding the ducks and touring the soggy playground, Euan and his Mummy and Grandad packed up the car to head south, hoping that folks would be staying at home and the roads would be easier - they were thankfully.  The house was too quiet after they left and I felt in need of a quiet hour or so on the settee with a cuppa and the tv.

We do pageantry well here.
Thank you Ma'm, rest well.