Mrs. Wishart's Hoose

From the interior of the Orkney peat bogs it’s not even possible to see the sea.  I went round to visit Dougal today.  Sadly his life is now quite compromised as his speech is not returning to ‘normal’, he can’t read too well and his walking is compromised.  Still, he’s being very spirited.
 
I walked home and was picked up by CMC en route.
 
In the morning I went to see my Mum for the first time in about a month and she is doing very well and was very articulate.
 
At HQ I am having trouble keeping up with the coffee cake and my s-i-l has been recruited to help.