Mary's Old Hoose

I ‘walked’ up to the village Community Café this morning.  Another beautiful morning, fine and fresh, gradually warming up.  Just the kind of day for a plebiscite.  My recent absence had been noted at the café, the usual cast of characters was present and all seemed to remember their lines.  I even had a chat with Wullie Groat and a brief interlude with Rosie (sans Eoin).  Karen came and sat with me and had cake – for her breakfast I think.  She’s the only accordion maven I know.  She indicated she had been at a meeting of ‘Destination Orkney’.  There doesn’t appear to be any guidance available of what to do if you’re bitten by a tourist.  Karen offered me a lift home; I demurred and preferred to hobble.  She went home to investigate ‘Get Carter’.  You’ll be pleased to hear that is all.