Archie's beard...

...is taking over his face...

Bike.

No builders today. We had thought of perhaps going to the movies - Stan and Ollie - because we could leave Archie here without distraction. But it was such a lovely day, missing the sunshine and blue skies while in a dark cinema was just not on! A washing was done - this is what's going to be the problem, getting sheets dry (as our beloved pulley is out of action) of course. But on such a day, the sheets were out and dried!

We popped round to visit Bailey and her mum, then went up the hill. No wind! JR and Archie walked home, but I had a mission I needed to accomplish today.

Yesterday I broke the bottom toggle of my favourite duffle coat, which meant that the coat flapped open and was Not Very Efficient. I tried to fix it, but couldn’t stitch through the leather. I needed a professional.

I'd spotted a wee tailor shop in Tollcross on the way to the cinema last week, so I walked over there. The nice Italian lady did it there and then for me, wouldn’t accept any payment, and in fact, gave me a piece of cake!

I popped down to a nice Portuguese cafe, had a flat white and a pastel de nata (direct from Lisbon). I brought a couple of pastries back to the nice tailors.

Popped in to Rufus's house on the way home. Then got the washing in, dry but cold, and hung a big piece of plastic dust sheet across the bedroom door, ready for tomorrow. Enough for another door, as well. Dust will start in earnest tomorrow.