Home Farm

A bitingly north west.  You wouldn’t have sent a dog out today.  The Current Mrs Creel sent me out.  A walk round the circuit; quite right too.  I was amazed these greylags weren’t wearing coats.  A big session in Creel HQ saw us cancelling our putative long-distance walk in June.  A great pan of tattie soup on the stove; nearly burning floorboards.  I left a spanner in the fridge.  Springbank 12 is keeping me going.  Good news – there is nothing else to divulge.