Tree Skye

The old tree that stands at the start of the Barracks track has one of the best views in the Glen.

The weather was turning and snow was expected on the hills. We were getting ready for the journey home.

Y and Chrissie were keeping the Parents for another week. Lucky them.

I hate the day we have to leave and always drag my feet.

Home for Curlyfries to go to school and to organise Mr.R to enter the world of work next week.

We were seriously delayed by a burst pipe and hot water cascaded down the inside of the kitchen window. Luckily we had an Ally and all his tools. Within a trice (well an hour), it was all sorted and the ceiling in the kitchen didn't look too bad, the attic needs quite a bit of new insulation as the spounge effect ensured it had to go. It certainly absorbed a lot.

I was once told that every house needs an Ally.
He's mine, so paws off!