Inveraray

Boat washed down and tidied up. Who knew I had so many packets of oatcakes?
Down that road listening to the latest piece of skullduggery engineered by Johnson to try and get his pal Owen Paterson off the hook. A hook he’d firmly taken in his greedy mouth. A three line whip to rip up the standards process agreed by all sides previously and which had worked for years! Could you make this shit up? If queenie doesn’t intervene I reckon the bastille should be stormed.
Strewth. On the positive side, an enjoyable evening in the Diggers with McC,F,MrT and AJ. No MrW as he’s self isolating in prep for his upcoming, poor lad.