Great night's sleep and a good swim. Spoke to KL. When I come on Amelia grabs the phone and chatters away while rampaging around the room. All I can see is the top of her head, and the ceiling fan. She screams when they take it away from her.
Mum wanted to go for lunch so we went to Braid Hills Hotel. The view was obscured by low cloud.
Home to catch up on Billy Connolly and remember that I still have summer flowers blooming outside. Twelfth Night.