Caught

I was checking a mail on my phone this afternoon when I looked up and saw my #1 grandson taking my photo as he arrived home from school. “Those young people who’re always on their phones...” he crowed. I managed to snap him as he darted for the door ...

A peaceful sort of day, with a sunny walk to Sainsbury’s (oh, the exotic) in the morning and the return of the boys’ dad at teatime. I didn’t get to the vigil at Holyrood, as it competed with family matters. If Scotland doesn’t get shot of Westminster rule soon, it’ll be the next two generations who’ll be suffering from Brexit when I’m pushing up the daisies. Sobering thought.