Dad took me and Benny for a walk at Dalriach, Moy, in the wind where we explored this abandoned croft. We tried to avoid trees on our walk case any decided to fall on us. It was mighty windy today. Dad's fence survived, but only just. I think it might keel over at the next bout of gusts.
We were blown back to the city in time for mum, Rory and I to see 'Cinderella' at the theatre. I bumped into an old school friend sitting in the row in front of me and my brother's first girlfriend (from school) in the foyer. It's a small world.
The pantomime was great fun, especially the ugly sisters and the poor blokes who were nominated by their other halves to be the sisters' boyfriends for the night. Poor, humiliated souls.