Solitary Pleasures

That was me for quite a bit of the day. I got those pelican hooks fitted on the guard rails, so the boat is ready for Fred to board. And coincidentally Fred phoned in the afternoon. Their laptop is no longer connected to the internet, so I journeyed out there and did that options>setup>connection thing. They were stunned. Genius, exclaimed Fred. Shucks.
Later, a trip to the Diggers with blippers and non-blippers, where the Glasgow Games opening ceremony was on all screens. But without much volume. Rab wasn't fir turning it up either. It looked ok enough, though the twittersphere gave a more mixed response, with one twitterer wondering if it was too late just to blow up the flats after all. How cruel. And having seen parts of it again the following day, I think it wasnae bad at all.