Woolly hat day!

JR took Archie round the block first thing, and I heard him barking hysterically from afar. Yes, he’d met Hamish, his idol. Hamish’s parents have offered to take Archie for the day (they are working from home at the moment) if we want to go out on the bikes. Not sure Hamish will be quite so delighted with this arrangement...

JR went off to the supermarket, and I took a notion to tidy up my coats/jackets cupboard. There I found that I have, to my surprise - nay - horror, SIX gilets! I know I like gilets, and they’re very handy in a Scottish summer, but how on earth did that happen?

I decided I needed to UP my step count today after yesterday’s inactivity. Well, it couldn’t really get it any less. It was a wooly hat day! Jings, but I don’t know what’s happened to summer. I joined JR and Archie in a walk to Braidburn Park (bus there). But I forgot my bus pass, so we changed plans and went back along to the wee cafe we went to last week, with a walk back home through the Meadows, so everyone is happy. The cafe has given up obeying the First Minister re no MUZAK (and I know one size doesn’t fit all). But they are tuned in quietly to Concert FM, which is very acceptable. I always like, when paying with my phone, a surprised reaction from young folk - many of them don’t use that. 

We met a huge big gentle dog in the Meadows - an Alsatian/Rottweiler cross, with the best of both breeds (ie not the sloping back and hip problems that Alsatians sometimes have). What a lovely boy he was, and his dad was very proud of him, a rescue dog.

Back home (5,634 steps). We picked up some flowers at the shop, and JR took them round to the retirement home where our wee pal Mary lives - she’s had a fall and hasn’t been out and about much, but her family are taking good care of her. 

I listened to a podcast - ’Murder in the Lucky Holiday Hotel’, which Carrie Gracie, the former BBC China Correspondent filed in 2017 and mentioned in her book.

Wonder if the sun will make an appearance to tomorrow...