The Frost report

The wall that fell down at Margret’s is nearly rebuilt. It’s looking good.

I went round to put her car on the driveway ready for her son, Kevin, who flew from Southampton to Newcastle today to see her.

When I saw the three spirit levels my mind went to the sketch with John Cleese, Ronnie Barker and Ronnie Corbett. You see how my mind works!

I’ve had a quiet day at home with some knitting thrown in. I need to work out how to get from home to the south coast of Ireland via Scotland (to leave my car) then back to Scotland and on to the Outer Hebrides. I know it makes no sense at all. I think I have cracked it but I have not been brave enough to book the tickets yet!