bags MacSporran may wish to make note of your midge jacket. He ventured outside earlier today, needed to finish some painting of window sills. Was forced to abandon the task. Midges everywhere...bitten to a frazzle! 
Now then, because I love you lot and know that you won't take the micky, I shall tell you what happened this morning. I arrived at my pal's house to attend to her pile of ironing. I had a painting of a wee dog to give her. As she looked at it, she sighed, 'Oh, this is Fergus...and it's beautiful...' I replied, 'No, it's Lachlan...'
After a very long moment of being totally bemused, I saw that she was right... I had painted (from a photo) the wrong member of her Pomeranian family. Heck!
Anyway, she's thrilled and wants to frame said portrait of Fergus. I now need to go back to the drawing board and do my best with a likeness of Lachlan.
Daft as a brush...me!