Port Seton

There was a slight miscalculation with the timing, which led to a 'look at that poor man unable to control his child, lying on the road' issue and a change of plans.  This led to the nap being in the wrong place, and a very pleasant drive out the coast in occasional sunshine.  The farm in the afternoon.  

Apart from that, another great day.  You might have thought that the two extras were highlights, but the real treat for her was finding a purple onion while 'tidying up' the normal onions.  For the record, I ate nine-tenths of the ice cream.  For the record, too, she wasn't actually driving a tractor. 

A wise woman told me to have another night off, so I am.  Not that there's much night left after cider in the bath.