Benign Ovines

Thank you to everyone who sent their best wishes to my Mum on her St Andrew’s Day birthday.  She says she loves you all very much.  She also asked me ‘Iain, why do you hang about with such reprobates?’  Perhaps we’ll never know. 
 
The Current Mrs Creel concocted a superb menu for an intimate dinner party at Creel HQ last night.  Folk from outwith the Parish (!) attended.  The only problem was that it was Scullion’s night off so we had to perform his duties.  However, it meant we didn’t have a problem with the spatchcocks.  Keeping her momentum going CMC is also making a meal for friends from ‘across the bay’ tonight.  Whilst she was playing a gig in Deerness today I was busy in the Sheeps Hoose as can be seen in the extra.   
 
Taurus:  Be warned, you are going to see Mrs Arbuthnot dismount from her unicycle

Capricorn:  You are going to wake up outside Omsk listening to the dawn chorus.

Gemini:  One of you is going to meet Blanche and she will morbidly talk about the occult.  The other one of you will take a goat on your next flight.