The Mothership….

…..to Ochiltree Cafe for a chat with maw. She was in good fettle and we chewed our way through quite a lot of fat.

The morning haar was burning-off nicely by the time we exited and she headed up the Tweed for her afternoon walk and I headed down. I’m stopped now in Melrose waiting for the gift shop to open for the purchase of some tastefully curated Scottish gifts for the cousins.

I’ve been putting-off cutting the grass as access to the back garden has been obstructed by the scaffolding and scaffolders. I’m sure I can find a way to portage the mower round to the grass and that’ll be my afternoon project.