Flame

Angus blows a coal into flame. It's just like magic.

Today we make a small trap for squirrels, but there's no time to use it. We dismantle our shelters and generally pack up. Back at the house there's tea and Tunnock's tea cakes. And a laminated certificate.

Curry from Peebles for dinner, followed by a bath and a drive into Edinburgh to catch the sleeper to London. I think I'm going to sleep well.