A Chilly Trudge

Through to Stromness this morning to help my Mum.  Back at base I went for a brief canter round the block with CMC.  Kirkwall airport had just recorded 36 hours of nonstop rain with max of 11c.  Therefore It was no coincidence we’d never seen water on the cliff-top track before. 
Even the puddles had puddles in them.

Later I fitted a new hinge to the trellis gate – all without invoking the spirit of Prestatyn.  CMC joined me in the garden and after about twenty minutes we couldn’t take the the cold so we went inside for a toddy.

Whatever happened to Jean Margaret Peace?