All At Sea

The Yorkshire branch of the clan arrived yesterday, and stayed overnight. This afternoon they headed west ( taking TM with them, and leaving Raf with me). They are now aboard and ready to set sail on the morning tide, bound who knows where, but Arran seems like a likely destination.

Raf is resigned to being here - he sits and stares down the drive for hours. There hasn't been any trouble between him and the cats.  He has only rolled in fox poo once ...