MV Cyan

I delivered the Current Mrs Creel to the early Hoy ferry.  I returned to HQ and watered the brassicas and the onions and tatties.  I then weeded the borders.  I am on page 133 of ‘When Smoke Ran like Water’. 

Alan reported today that after we had dropped him home (after the whisky tasting) that he got hot tongue and cold shoulder.

It’s been bonny and blue all day.