Ripe, reekin, rich

Gym and a walk home by a steeper path which was hard work both on the foot and lungs. I can’t believe that only a few months ago I was climb8ng steeply at 14,000 ft and it was easier. So feeling discouraged that the foot is still sore and I’m so unfit.

Briefly called in at a young friend’s 50th party, before picking up Linda and Colin to drive to Katy’s Burns Supper. As always it was a wonderful meal, with cheery friends, plus the usual speeches, poems and songs.

Mr C’s knife is about to attack the haggis which leapt to freedom and landed in Ros’s lap.