a Scots life

By Annakucat

Sparky-boy.

My goodness, sitting in the garden enjoying the sun (neighbours extension protects us from the wind!), Sparky was ploutering about, & for once he came across when called!
This doesn’t often happen.... like my dear grampa he’s deaf when it suits him.
Down to Ardross this morning, a bit of shopping (posh sandwich material for Wimbledon-no tickets again this year. ) and a visit to art teacher Susan’s Exhibition above the shop. It makes a lovely small venue, beautiful paintings!

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