Sunbathing in Rackwick

To the Bolthole, couldn't wait to commission the new stove.  It only has one channel; if only l could have Watched with Mother.  Stove is tip top indeed superb - I've commissioned a seven foot long toast fork.  CMC compiled a project snagging list.  Went in past the Hoy café which has not put its prices up and offers great grub and value.  Erland, waiter nonpareil, had problems with his red button on his device, we advised him to put some ointment on it.  Meantime a cyclist, fae Wick, engaged with the light banter.  In Rackwick we met Jimmy and Errol.  CMC chatted with Lesley McLeod.  She chided me for not contributing to the Poetry Group enough.  We met Claire who kens Neil's Ma in Abernethy.  They started spikkan aboot the time when Jessie Groat gave birth in the Hairdresser's.  I couldn't listen to any more.