Orkney - Guest Appearance of Sun

Being startled by an allowance of a blue sky, I went for a quick walk before returning to HQ to cut the grass.  However I was interrupted, by rain.  Even my Subbuteo pitch is still too damp for play.  I somehow watched an extract of a football game last night (European competition I think).  I note that in the current iteration of the game that the idea is never to allow your opponents to obtain the ball and once you have the ball never to take it into the opposition’s goal area.  I only switched on hoping for a glimpse of Fanny Craddock.  I blame Michael Foot.  And Ken Rosewall – the gentleman’s gentleman.  It’s time for the annual update about Rognvald, our stuffed Oystercatcher – he’s still in the attic.  I think the tablets are wearing off.