What a lovely sight!

No - not the flowers, not the dogs, but the scaffolding and Davie the builder coming down the ladder. At last I am getting my new roof, and I look forward to a winter without running water inside the walls.
For those of you who know me, sorry about the lack of blipping. I am alive and well, and looking forward to a visit from my cousins Moira and Nancy over the next few days. Christine and I are in the process of cleaning the house within an inch of its life.
Blipping reflects life, but also provides a wee escape from it!