Nellie dear, what are you like. 
I'm a little late today. MacSporran was invited to call in to see our GP. He thought that it might be connected with the Oban hospital procedure he underwent on Tuesday. Apparently not. He's to have an ultra sound carried out in Campbeltown together with a procedure in the urology clinic in Oban.
We had a date with our solicitor. Documents to sign and such. After which, we treated ourselves to lunch in the newly refurbished hotel. I drove the car. MacSporran almost fell asleep [he was that relaxed]. Some twit pulled out of a side road right in front of our car. I executed the perfect emergency stop. MacSporran waved his fist at the twit. I merely smiled sweetly...and carried on...
Do people still stamp their feet in anger?



Apricot flapjacks...don't mind if I do. 


Maybe you could bother to make us lot a batch of your delicious flapjacks. I'm hoping that your poorly toe will begin to respond to treatment. As I've only just logged on, I haven't read through other threads.