Yellow Flooers

CMC and Sophia took themselves off to lunch.  Five female teachers meeting together.  I was invited but I demurred.  My agent handled things for me.  I took myself off for a walk round the Parish.  Called in past to give Ian Moir a donation but he was oot.  Back home took out the screens, the strawberry sponge and a jug of cream.  I had to loosen my cummerbund.  Whilst recovering, the phone tinkled.  In an unexpected move it was Tam fae Shetland.  Creel HQ will maybe be receiving a Shetland delegation this weekend. 
 
Had a think about Gil-Scott Heron.
 
The Toblerone was in the wood shed.
 
Finally, and nobody needs to know this, but the Current Mrs Creel has Rendall feet.