Edinburgh Old Town

With his Lordship having skipped off to the hills this morning wearing the smiliest of faces and exuding good humour from every pore of his being, I have been left, a heather widow, with a day to do with as I will.

I think I will read my book do the shopping, do the laundry, do the house cleaning, do the vacuuming, water the patio tubs, prepare the evening meal.

Oh how I'm looking forward to doing my own thing!

I'll try and remember to smile when he returns, if I can drag my eyes away from my book.