Scapa Flow - the Policies

Well – this is what happens if you rise at 06.49.  The Current Mrs Creel insisted and she was so right.  By 7.29 the blue had gone and we are once again under a light milky fleece of cloud.  After a quick inspection of the policies CMC practiced the piano and then departed to Kirkwall for Badminton.  Later she will help in a charity shop all p.m.  Meantime I must cut the grass, attend to the polytunnel and negotiate with the fish man.  Other more important negotiations are with a local bespoke jewellery provider from whom I have commissioned a special piece; for it is CMC’s birthday the morn.

We will hopefully make a comeback at the dancing tonight.  Now where’s my Ellimans, appliance, monkey gland injection, sequined shoes and day glow cummerbund.  It’s been a while.

As Ivan George Morrison says ‘this is the train, this is the train, get on the train, get on the train’.