Banjo

After a good sleep and a leisurely breakfast Jim gave us a lift back home, detouring slightly in order to show us the pretty little Kirk in Humbie. (Although it doesn't seem to be that close to Humbie, or indeed anywhere else!) Lots of interesting gravestones.

We spent a quiet day indoors doing nothing in particular, which needs to be done sometimes. Except I did exert myself to the extent of putting on new strings on the banjo, since it looks like I shall have to start playing it a bit more for several strange and unrelated projects. Start paddling!