Queen Elizabeth's rear.

We had a tip off.
She was due at 11.00 at the bridge.
She did not disappoint.

We dragged big L down to see her too, before he headed to Murrayfield to see Scotland beat play the Allblacks. They did play well, but as the Kiwis are the best in the world, the result was no surprise, but they were not disgraced.

We sat and watched it before the stove and rested.

One cake baked, and some photgraphs sorted, but I was pooped and so was his Lordship. I might go and make dinner now, but I feel a light snack is all that will be required.