Old haunts

They all slept relatively late after a long day yesterday. Islay dog was keen to explore her old stamping ground in Pollok Park which we did after breakfast. She fell asleep in a corner of the Sandy area outside the Burrell while some of us drank coffee and all of us had a second breakfast of scones and croissants.
Alexander had a go at sorting my laptop with no more success than I had managed. The problem is clearly terminal so I will need to replace it, I’m hoping I can at least persuade it to send me the few, but critical, documents that are on its hard drive.
The extra is a roe deer that seemed oblivious to us all, a beautiful fox close by but not quite close enough to capture on my phone.