IainatCreel

By IainatCreel

Plodding On - New Scapa Road

The adopted theme of the mundane continues.  You’re so right – it’s the thrill of the chase.  Through to Kirkwall for dancing on an utterly sunless day.  I met Norman chatting to Ian ootside his garage.  I hadn’t seen Ian for an age.  I said I had no time for light banter as I was late for dancing.  They shouted at me ‘Are you a man or a terpsichorean?’  I decided to put an egg in my boot and beat it.  Truth was, I was on my way to check out the latest whisky in Bruce’s Stores.  A disappointment.  Post-dancing the Current Mrs Creel took  me out to Sheila Fleet’s for lunch.  I met Dave , who, again, I hadn’t spoken to for a long while.  He made a startling announcement by saying that Craig has a pair of electrostatic speakers for sale.  Also met Ken in Sheila Fleet’s; ne’er a sign o’ Barbie.  Back in toon I was despatched for messages when CMC went for a screening in the hospital.  I met Ian again and this time took the minutes during a thorough debriefing.  Arrived home in a sooth-east wind, a dense fog and rain getting heavier by the minute.   There must be days like this in Patagonia. 

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