Through the arched window

A moment of sunshine today. There were not too many as it was still predominantly grey, but at least it was more or less dry and the flood waters on the railways have receded, which is of interest to Mr A (even if he and I had a major problem of miscommunication about that this evening that had us laughing in the aisles).

Another Monday passed safely in the search to surmount all the Mondays before I can spend a longer time in Tain. Thus is my life reduced.