Hollis-day

Today my old friend Adam came to visit with partner and daughter. We had tea and biscuits, gin and tonic, Black Isle Blonde.

As we sat there chatting, an ambulance blue-lamped through the field above us. Then a rescue helicopter hovered into view. Angus went to investigate. A horse rider has fallen, “she’s going to be alright”.

The delightful afternoon turned into an evening of bridge with Ange, Ailsa, Tony & Leila and continued into the wee hours.

And now it’s time for bed.