Unpredictable

Out for the Sunday papers and a photo on the way back as the sun shone between the rain showers. Then a text from Andrew, "can we take him to the golf range?" Yes, but not yet. We had papers to read and I had a full Scottish breakfast/brunch to eat. We negotiated a 3pm pick up which allowed us to drop off flowers and a card for the daughter's birthday tomorrow. Which means we are early,. For once...