Tasty Sausage....

....dropped Nancy at Tweedbank all dressed-up in her gan' oot clothes for her team Xmas lunch (and drinks). The cat and I have already celebrated our team event this week with fresh chicken and catnip. 

I headed up country to perform some woodland tasks and found a dog walker's car had blocked the wood track entrance gate. I was preparing a tow-rope to move their car when the individual arrived back full of "apologies for being silly." I said very little and just looked grumpy. 

After my tasks, which were performed under a fabulous blue winter sky, I jumped on my bike and popped down to Gladsmuir to visit Chris. He had been baking his much admired sausage rolls, and I was glad to have a generous slice for lunch. 

Then home again to Nancy's presents and settle down to watch festive TV sooze. I'm on 'collection from the train station' duty this evening, who knows what time that'll happen?