A shopping list of extra items. It was the Moth Balls that had me laughing, and shaking my head. Moths, one of Mum's pet hates, as a good number of folk now know after hearing of her recent ballerina attempt to swat one from the top step of a three step stool. Not an advisable manoeuvre... in your nineties. It didn't go well for her, rather than the moth.
Up to BB. Heavy rain on the way, around the Cromarty firth area, but clearing up crossing the Struie, and okay in BB. An NHS lass came around to check on Mum shortly before I left. I hadn't looked too closely at her when she arrived, but she recognised me. She was a Student on one of our electrical/electronics courses 31 years ago! She was 17 then, and "just slightly older" now. She hadn't changed a great deal over the years, aside from her career path. Nice to see and hear she's doing well all these years later,.
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