Lunch

After another long stretch of writing it was off to St Andrews for lunch. A lovely Italian meal set me up with fuel for more writing. My OH who accompanied me on this writing retreat has been fab. He’s cooked, fed me, plied with umpteen cups of tea and suggested rightly so at times I should take a break. He has also managed to watch some movies he was keen to see, read but not yet managed to paint or carve. It’s been quite precious having this time together even though it’s focused on my writing. He is very kind and always supportive.