Generation Game

I took Osh along to the cafe first thing so they could explain why they’ll be out of action for a while. The sling probably gave the game away. A delay getting home caused by the guy checking on the generator which has kept us connected to the outside world this week.

Then, I drove Ruby and Osh into town so Ruby could pick up some work clothes before they start at the Goat tomorrow. We had a wee break before Ruby met Meg for a tour and a chat. Mrs S and I waited in the Goblin, where I was served a pint by wee Chris who used to be at school with the twins and is now way over 6ft with a beard and covered in tattoos, still a lovely guy obviously.

Home to rustle up a bottom of the fridge pasta while Ruby called Kelda and Osh had a pal round bearing flowers and sympathy.

The way the pug reacted when the window cleaners visited made us feel he may be on the recovery trail, which would be nice.