Clamped

A considerable amount of time spent tacking up under those eaves and trying to get the corners (yes, all six of them) as neat as possible. 

Blip omission - the previous evening that I scooted right across town to the ERI to visit PA, now conscious and visitable. Where’s ward 54, I asked the guy at the info desk, as I couldn’t locate it on the site map. That’s because it’s at the Western General. Doh.
Anyway, he’s well on the mend, despite the oxygen mask, reading Rory Stewart’s book and characteristically annoying hospital radio by asking for obscure tracks from obscure bands.

To today, goodbye to David Lynch, who first enthralled me with Eraserhead away back when, and then Blue Velvet.. what can you say. That set the tone for so much that has come since.
And then, the law man, the great Denis Law. One of the immortals noo!