"Sorry, meles....

...I forgot to bring your glove back."

She was very bold and friendly; seemed to like me talking to her. I asked about the glove, obvs, but there was no comment. She was possibly the one on the right of the previous pic, having the slightly redder head? And I only say 'she' because she stopped to do a little widdle at one stage, but maybe male cubs piss like girlies until they reach a certain age; I really have no wish to know that! She wandered over to the neighbour's plot, presumably because his nicely cut grass is better for lounging on, and shut her eyes! I took this from max 2 m away and the only shot I got when she even had one eye partially open - pity because their eyes are a beautiful colour . Gosh, that blip of D's was from over 11 years ago - probably an ancestor of today's young thing.

Met Malc at the foot of the rig on the way home - great to see him and have a wee catch up. Then Amy the plumber returned, and after burrowing into the airing cupboard with her wrench is hopeful of having fixed the tiny drip.

Onwards.