To the Tattoo

Oh, one of those days. Back much better but nose still bunged up. No swim and tights off not going west were dashed when S messaged to say she first on her back and out of it.

This meant I had to pick up some CI tasks. This involved speaking to challenging woman somewhere in Scotland. By the time I got that sorted it was time to dash to Cumbernauld in the heavy rain with loads of spray on the road.

Unfortunately H forgot we were meeting so everything got pushed black and then it was time for the next meeting and then the Board. I did manage to order a food delivery to the Manor, minor panic this morning. 

The Board meeting was ok and finished on time, but only because we had no report from S. The sun was out and it was a lovely drive home but no place to stop and take pics. 

Pizza for dinner, lots of follow up from the Board, the rest of The Jetty and then an emergency blip looking towards the Castle and the lights of the Tattoo.