Barky Boys

Here's a #leithwalkshop for all the barky boys in our life: Buckley, Rufus, Elmer. And there are probably others as well.

I found it a bit hard to get to sleep last night after working a bit too late (and too intensively). And today there were a few difficult things to deal with, including having to return to a decision that had been taken to find an alternative. I relaxed for a while in an academic session covering the draft of a book which has been written about our late lamented colleague NMacC, and then finished off a couple of things before coming home, grabbing a blip on the way.

I ran into said Buckley, who was not being barky at all, with his mum, our neighbour upstairs, on the way into the garage. We caught up on the state of play regarding some water that might have come from her flat into ours. The situation is stable, and it's not particularly serious, but it obviously needs sorting out sooner rather than later.

Tired this evening.