Scapa Flow

No matter which way we turned today, we were enveloped in blue.  And warmth.  We met Kathleen for a snack in Tankerness ad arranged to go to a gig the morn’s night.  Back at HQ and there was light weeding around the astrantias, geraniums and lunaria rediviva.  We even sat outside, basked, and had ice-cream.  We checked a copy of the Buray Bugle to see if the date really is October 2nd.  Bernard texted to say he was affronted because he had locked himself in the Wardrobe Department.  Bernard may change but some things don’t.