A podium finish

After I’d dropped Ruby off at work, Osh and I took Nana B’s Bee Cake along to the judging tent. As we were the only ones to put bees on our honey cake I felt sure Gold was ours.

Imagine my surprise a few hours later, when we returned to discover a 3rd place sticker on our cake. Obviously, I wanted to tip the table over, burn down the tent and demand an enquiry. But Osh convinced me to channel the Olympic spirit and think of it as a podium finish on our first attempt.

I relented, as my mood was helped by the fact I’d just watched Liverpool get off to a winning start in Arne Slot’s first match.

Later, I picked Ruby up from work and got her to Waverley in time for the Aberdeen train.