A dreaded sunny day

I needed to pop in to the framers with the John Byrne print so I took the pug along for the ride. He seemed happy with the arrangement.

There was also work of the distillery type. I baked a bramble and apple loaf while Mrs S was at yoga. The painter carried on in the bathroom at a glacial pace.

This evening Joe went out to play footie with his pals and Ruby went out to see Mogwai do their thing.