Brexit day 2

After last night's late night and torrential rain I slept well.

So today:sorting forms for the folks, organising a locksmith, down to Niddrie (£100 lighter), then to the Manor for ages to pack and sort stuff. It too much longer than planned. Then home via Niddrie and an Aldi. Now won't and curry, and wine.

I feel like it's September. It's not even July. And Brexit? It just gets worse and worse.

Come in Nicola!

A rose, in Niddrie.