I blame Roger Deakin...

Day of indulgence;

Woke late and spent a bit of time fannying about on Blip, then got the call to come and fetch from hers; we headed out to a West Lothian location armed with sandals shorts and towels, looking to take advantage of the sunshine to go and swim. (I think my Feshie Bridge douk post Mullach Clach a Bhlair spurred her into action and so we set off to do it instead of just reading about it.)

After scrambling down a bank and a delightful corn field, we decided to go further afield for a safe bet and went into Perthshire (just) and found a quiet dark mysterious stretch of water for immersing ourselves in; her photos show just what a ball she had; never seen smiles like it, and totally alive. Think we have a winner in this one.

We then lay lazing in the sun a while, then reluctantly removed ourselves homeward.

She promised a curry at mine so for once, I admired her kitchencraft in my kitchen; and was not disappointed; she's got a real knack for curry.

We did final B Bad and then dessert of meringues whipped cream summer fruits.

We chatted a bit and then went off to tend her eldest.

Yeah, proper Sunday, I guess.