Ahoy!

Chillaxing in front of the telly this evening when there was a huge thump that shook the house. WTF? The dog was off the sofa in a flash. We opened the front door to find we had had a delivery. Thank goodness it wasn’t anything fragile. It wasn't supposed to arrive until Monday according to the fancy track your package app.

Murdo supervised the box opening until it became evident there was nothing edible.

Right, that is me for today.

What? The delivery? It was 30 litres of vinegar. I use it as a very effective weedkiller that doesn’t leave a load of chemically toxins in the garden. It is also miles cheaper than those squirty little bottles at the garden centre. And you can put it on your chips (either on the drive way or out of the fryer).