Damp and chilly again

I forgot to mention that I’ve spent the last two days in the Dog House.  In bed, Christmas morning, I whipped out a beautifully wrapped package, shiny ribbons too.  I knew inside was a hand crafted piece of Orcadian jewellery.  I knew, that after a goal line last minute stramash, I pulled this out of the fire (Airchie McPherson 181 - 82 season).

When the Current Mrs Creel unwrapped the pure silver pendant she announced it was the same as the one I’d bought her for her birthday (only 4 months ago).  Oh dear, oh dear.

Guess where I’m going when the jeweller’s opens tomorrow morning ?

In other news:  I’ve not been let out to play and the key for the whisky cabinet has disappeared.