Samstag Morgen

It's grey, wet & cold. D is on duty all weekend, & has left for morning surgery. Only one call during the night. 2:30 am - bleugh.

So coffee & newspaper to start. I understand just enough to get frustrated at the bits I'm missing.

Big story about a local chap making single malt whiskey in his wash house. May use that as a wee language exercise. Translate the missing bits! Make a nice change from the ice hockey reports.