HQ

Creel HQ is the white gable end – mid left.  Another pristine, scintillatingly sunny day.  Even Mrs Heddle has risked taking off another layer.  The Current Mrs Creel left for her gig at the Dounby Show.  I walked up to Grindalay House.  Met Ken and his pal on the way and had a fitba’ update.  Further on there was the unmistakable call of a Gt Northern Diver in the Flow.  I then met Jimmy (o’ the Bu) who I haven’t see for some time.  He’d just been in hospital with pneumonia.  He spoke about the great care he received.  He was very perky and spoke lovingly about his great grandchildren.  It transpires that Swain is working in the Balfour Hospital.  Earlier our neighbour had been along to speak about some ‘pesky’ escaped sheep.  Desiree (imagine being named after a tattie) came round to borrow CMC’s puncture repair outfit.  She reported that she has secured a place at the University of New Mexico to study rainfall.  The downside is that she has to supply her own rain gauge.
 
Paddy McAloon is 66.