Gliding By

The Current Mrs Creel is away across at the Hoy bolt hole and she’s left me in charge of the chocolate cake.  Despite searching high and low I can’t locate it.

It’s Fiona’s recipe from Aberdeen; apparently her mother’s from Islay.  Whatever, it’s the only chocolate cake I’ll eat.

Whatever used to be driven by Danny Thompson.  He’s 80.
Muffin the Mule is Ageless

I never really understood what was going on in Rubovia, and I’ve yet to meet anyone who did.