Idiot

Saturday but still needed to be up to deliver Ewan to Scout camp and then back to walk the mutt, visit the butcher, steal apples, pick all the pears and generally potter about until some comedy of errors started with M texting from the airport - where are you? I was dozing on the sofa. She gets the bus to Inverkeithing although I assume that Inverkeithing on a bus really means Ferrytoll. So I'm parked there, she's stood at the train station. But we got there in the end.