The Clouds Roll Gently Past Hoy

Along in past the Hamnavoe Carehome this morning to visit Phyllis.  She is very spirited and entertained us with some philosophical gems.  Then got messages and struggled to get home because the Stromness Gyratory System was blocked for repairs. 
 
Back at base I stravaiged along to Peterstown where Eleanor and Angus had just cut the grass for the first croquet of the season.  I couldn’t help myself;  Angus was Red and Yellow, my balls were Black and Blue.
 
I think The Broon recommends drinking Arnica neat.  If he has a chaser he says it is a wifie with a rolling pin.