Squally Showers - Falling Rapidly

This may appear a benign day; not really.  The wind stayed up between 30 – 35 and 40 in showers.  After a brief foray outside I went and hid in the polytunnel.  Ziberoonie came round to borrow a suitcase for he is in going on holiday for two weeks – I gave him a stamp for a postcard. He arrived with the news that Scapa Distillery currently has 7 distillery only bottlings for sale.  Do they think I’m nuts?  Pernod Ricard doesn’t seem to know what to do with Scapa.  Macfarlane and Townsend must be rotating.

Tonight I will be looking out my gownless evening strap, for it is the time of year for the Science Festival Ceilidh.  Will my Quadrille stand up to public scrutiny?  Will Boz Scaggs ever play in the Commercial Hotel in Cuminestown?  Probably not.  Have foot Spas reached New Byth? 

I’ll watch out for Noggin the Nog in the Two-Step.