What time is it?

S and R who are visiting the island at the moment came round for a coffee this morning and a couple of hours flew by as we chatted the time away. They have bought a small house in the village and as soon as S is free from work commitments they plan to move here permanently. 
The passage of time was also the theme of my blip when I discovered Bertie climbing up the stone cairn where the sundial is mounted. I was picking the last of the autumn fruiting raspberries in the nearby fruit cage and he was doing his own thing. Knowing his inclination to clamber onto the nearest high point in order to get a better view than his four short legs allow, I really shouldn’t have been surprised to find him here. The extra shows how adventurous he was.