Home Sweet Home

Cleaned the goldfish bowl, its gravel, stones, shells and plants in readiness for the Return of the Goldfish. No idea if it appreciated the effort or not, keeps things very close to its chest.
That and the actual fish pickup from its Uncle Jack were afternoon tasks, the morning having been given over to golf and a visit to my sister. Her younger granddaughter was in residence and actually got out of her kip after I arrived. I was honoured!
Then we were back out on the Wednesday evening pub tour, targeting Cloisters but, after finding it full, ending up in the Auld Hoose. We were served a couple of fine pints and a huge plate of nachos before hauling ourselves home to recover.