Tip Toe

Chilly start, ken.  Sooth east 23 mph.  CMC, being the model of discretion, went to catch the Hoy ferry.  Left to my own devices I cooked a stew for tea time.  Then prepared for tonight’s whisky meeting, first in a while.  Being the Treasurer I had to do some creative accounting.  Scullion interviewed Farquharson for position as under gardener.  He offered a reference, but it was a map reference for Pitmedden Gardens.