Wind and Sleet

Up to see L&P in their cavernous conservatory. Apparently L had been forewarned by her sis that scones weren’t required. No scones! Anyway we sat and yapped about our holidays and listened to their holiday tales. I think I preferred ours. Golf v Arctic Minkeys? No contest. Or scones.
Back to gallop about awhile before meeting up with the nephew, AJ and Rog to take in the cup quarter final replay against Partick. Lordy, that rain lashed down; no wonder our vastly superior class struggled to assert itself - at least it made for an entertaining 90 minutes for the neutral (the nephew).
So, another historic final vote on the Brexit deal. How come all these Tory MPs were ‘trooping through the lobby’* in a vote of confidence in May just a few weeks back but now it seems they don’t really have any confidence in her at all. Fancy that!

*cliche alert