At GG's Place

The minute I open GG's front door Beagha runs in like a rocket as she immediately gets a large marrow bone from the kitchen. The flat is on the top floor of three levels and Breagha tears up the stairs like a dog possessed, I suppose remembering about the treat:).

The complex is immaculate, the cleaner Heather is very particular and not a spot of dust/dirt is anywhere. She doesn't like this time of year as when the bottom door gets opened, leaves blow in.....

Bit of shopping this afternoon then sitting drinking coffee while reading the papers as the rain and wind rage down the High Street.

Driving home from work in the dark tomorrow....