Stromness

Stromness Town Houses.  The only blink of sun on a very overcast and cold day.  The stove has been relit.

CMC did her turn in the charity shop. I did a whisky audit (it’s nearly close season) and cooked the tea. 

We moved back to Orkney from Aberdeenshire because I was permanently on edge that Jonathan Meades might come to the door.  The possibility still exists.

It’s some time since I last visited Oslo.