Good night all

Poppydog has had a tiring day; toast supervising, beach tottering, gardening checks alongside bunny sniffs, and sofa testing. No wonder she's blotto.

Our day has been fairly uninteresting. I dropped my sister in the village to catch a bus into Kirkwall and then went home to tidy the little garden and do some gentle drive weeding. The rain came as predicted, so back indoors to make a start on a bag for Dad for his birthday (to replace the very worn patchwork bag he uses all the time to carry his necessary paraphernalia).

I doubt anyone chose to go to golf this evening ...