Grievous Angel

Out to meet the sis and carry on with maw's house clean and catch up on all the business which needs attending to. Cleared the attic - in there was a pile of their old LPs, including this one which was dedicated by my sweet 20 year old hand to my mum on the occasion of her 50th birthday. Well, I never. That just had to be paucled back to the gaff.
Later, a meet up with the crones. Including an accordion player and her fiddling pal whose other job is a celebrity driver. Whit a lark that sounds - we were all flushed at the proximity to stardom, listening to her tales.
Back to earth for Chasby however. He guessed my Bladnoch as a Scapa. How geographically so very wrong.