Just Waiting

No golf this morning, we decided against getting drookit. So I’d a lazy morning before toddling off to the dentist where I had the waiting room to myself. Just a check-up today but I have to go back again for a wee filling and I have a ‘watch’ on a couple of cracked teeth. I guess I get to watch them slowly disintegrate.
Back home and S put in an unexpected, special request for a rhubarb crumble; who was I to refuse? I honestly can’t remember the last time I made one but can happily report that it turned out great. Crumble for breakfast, is that allowed?