Christmas Lights

Out through the rain to the old gaff to attend to a draught excluder with my tools. Arriving, I realised I’d forgotten my drill bits. Along to MrW to borrow his. He always was a handy fellow. 
And the wee Minky was there, playing away with a huge collection of toys. I need to up my game. 
Covid numbers are updated again and they’re rocketing up; hospital admissions, much less so. Let’s hope it quickly peaks and subsides away again. 
And later, another bloody zoom, and there’s been a split in the camp. Four of us in the zoom meeting supping beer; the other three in the pub! The real pub. I suspect that once the New Year festivities are out the way I’ll be sloping back that way too.