Lunch on the deck

I didn't sleep well and woke up feeling sad.  Emma came for lunch and cheered me up no end; just home from Paris, and going off to Santa Ponsa on Thursday, caught her in between trips.  Always lovely to hear all her news.  We had lunch on the deck, as the temperature was 24C, a bit hot for me but Emma loved it.

We had a walk round the loch later, just to stretch the legs.  The geese are making an awful mess of the pathway.  They used to have a little vehicle which cleaned the paths every morning, but I haven't seen it for yonks, I guess cutbacks have an this effect.  East Kilbride is not the same place it was!