Ferry chillin'

You don't know about me without you have read a book called "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer," but that ain't no matter.

Thymol for the bees - after taking off a half-full super from the hive that swarmed. Re-erect electric chicken fence and get it up to 2000V. Pick up Owen and buy vast amounts of decorating equipment at Parkhead B&Q - then unload it at Woodlands. Drive to Tyndrum, leave car, get lift to Oban. Go shopping, catch ferry, Angus sleeps.

My shoulder is sore - no obvious reason. I am delirious with exhaustion - clear link to over doing things. Pass out early, wake for an hour to take on sustenance, sleep again, while the family and Ali weep to the Room movie.