Piles

of stuff everywhere...

But, we had lunch, with pudding and everything, in the Port and then after a bit of business here and there we had dinner at Ingrid's and talked and laughed and I tried to understand Swedish during the washing up. Not a clue! We left the three Swedish gals to it and talked of how sweet the boys were during the evening. They greeted us with a clever little electronic booby trap surprise as we walked in the door. Dougal is now warming their feet. Happy day.