Fisherman's Bothy

The snow and ice got a shift.  Ther was a quick blink of sun but then the big sprinkler in the sky was turned on.  I dropped off the Current Mrs Creel at the Stromness Pierhead, for her to catch the Hoy Ferry.  I then drove through to Kirkwall.  I was on a solo dance mission, no safety net for I know no fear.  Bratach Bana x 2.  But a very poor Over the Volcano.   There was even a comeback for Nottingham Lace.  There are plans forming for a group travelling to maybe Dundee or Culloden for RSCDS weekends, we’ll see.  As long as it doesn’t clash with Thong Week.  Post dance I got messages post haste.  Back at HQ I made the tea and went and picked up my Line Manager.  The neighbours asked us along for a spot of pot holing but we politely declined.  There’s a time and place.  But not for everything.