Mixed Pitch Pic

Across to Harray for a meeting with Ian.  Lisbeth absolutely insisted I eat some of her freshly made pancakes.  I agreed, escaped from the half nelson, and I applied butter and rhubarb and ginger jam. 

Late afternoon I prepared the tea and picked up CMC and her sister from the Houton boat (no service to the Hoy Pier) and I am now getting ready for a mid-week sesh.

I finished my book.  I may move on to Eric Newby.