Frosty in the Borders

I could dance with you till the cows come home. On second thoughts, I'd rather dance with the cows till you came home.

I’m at West Linton early and am treated to s wonderful, sparkly scene coming back over Bogsbank. I’ve got extra boxes from Scotmid, so finish prepping the study for Owen.

Another day in the office. Slow progress, but progress nonetheless. By 5 I’m ready for a G&T. I cook up “leftover fritters”. Claire arrives, fresh from Kinghorn RNLI triumphs.