Plenty of Fishermen in the Tweed

This was the fourth angler that we passed today. Another cracker. Despite feeling rather tender (darn those Spanish cocktails) Mr P and I went back up Hamilton Hill and this time we walked up the steep way. Suffice to say by the time we reached the summit I was feeling fine! Rested with the newspaper after lunch and then started cooking again. My sister and brother-in-law are coming back from Italy tomorrow (been there since early January) and no 2 son and his girlfriend are coming back from their skiing holiday. It’s going to be a full house.