The Last Bus to Bossels…

…..the roofers arrived and just about, but not quite, completed the gutter and down-pipe work. We’re within a whisker of completing this phase now.

Mum popped down from Peebles and we chatted about it being two years since the old man shuffled off. Time has flown.

Nancy was entertaining her friend Cat and they ventured to Tempest Brewery for beers and scran. After a brief bout of guérilla gardening with my neighbour, I joined them. The sun was shining but before long it was time to catch the last bus and we waved cherio to Cat at Tweedbank station.