Silly Saturday - don’t just sit there!

I wasn’t feeling great at all this morning and I’m gutted that this is the first Saturday I’ve had off since the start of the rugby season, and it was a beautiful day, but I just wasn’t up to standing around watching the match. I managed to get myself into Galashiels this morning and went to Boots for some cold and flu tablets and Argos for a new electric blanket. I’d put my blanket and winter duvet on the bed on Thursday, but discovered last night that it wasn’t heating up. I got it from dad when he downsized three years ago so it didn’t owe me anything.

Young Ben from next door had a driving lesson at Ingliston today (a lesson off road aimed at young people - he’s only twelve) and Christine had asked me if I could let their wee dog Toby out for a pee at about two o’clock. I dutifully went in, he wouldn’t get out his bed at first, but eventually I persuaded him into the garden, where he promptly lay down in the sun! I don’t know if there is a dog command for “pee now”, but nothing I said to him made any difference. After about fifteen minutes, he got up and wandered back inside to his bed. Silly dog!