Phew! Good to be here with you lot...I've had such a hectic morning. MacSporran left at breakfast time because the car needs a check over in Campbeltown. So, what to do. I made the decision to top and tail all the kitchen cupboards and wipe all units out with a mild solution of Milton. At first, it seemed like a good idea. Two hours later, all sweaty and with hair hanging over my face, I was wiping the very last item [a pot of Marmite] and neatly placing it, just so, on a sparkling shelf. Rory kept well away. The sound of the vacuum cleaner and me harrumphing was, it seems, off putting. Where did the clutter that I've taken to the bin come from? Why had I not disposed of it ages ago? Why was it so dusty under and behind the microwave? As for the duster/rag/polish box...
An utter disgrace. I cannot blame anyone other than myself for being a messy mare. I have made a pot of coffee and come to be with you because I know full well that you'll understand how proud I'm feeling for doing a good morning's housework. Hang on while I adjust my halo. 
anno We took a bag of books to a charity shop. The lady kept all the paper backs but said that there was little call for hardback books. Curious!
OGM The lead actor with white curly hair and beard is, I think, dishy. What do you think? 
As I was sorting through the kitchen detritus, I found a post card with the following on...
The Check-Oot Quine's Lament ...^Sheena Blackhall^
Tatties, neeps, and ingan,
Poother for the wash,
Wullie's needin new sheen,
Grip, skyte, flash.
Sweeties, ale, some flooer,
A tinnie wi a bash.
I'm wirkinn like a robot,
Grip, skyte, flash.
Safties, glesses, bacon,
Eyntment for a rash,
Ma hoose is like a midden, Grip, skyte, flash.
Mealie jimmies, ganzie,
Cheque, or caird, or cash,
Ma dowp is dottled sittin.
Grip, skyte, flash.
Aathin's in a hurry,
Fowk in sic a hash,
Customers anonymous,
Grip, skyte, flash.
A trolley like Ben Nevis!
Michty, fit a flash!
I'm scunnert and I'm foonert,
Grip, skyte, flash.
Noo ma shift is endin,
Beans and orange squash.
Hame tae dee the hoosewirk,
Up, oot, dash!
Although I can guess at some of the words, I'd like to have one of our Scottish Granspals translate...when you have a few hours going spare.