Agus add me to the jiggered list. I had 3 hours and 15 mins of non-stop ironing to do for my pal this morning. I felt fine...until I eventually sat down. It was then that my lower back decided to make a serious complaint. Hey ho! We've a party to attend this evening. I fully intend being in the mood, as we'll kick off with Champagne. Thankfully, MacSporran won't need to drive. Friends (one being teetotal) will be passing our door. We therefore have a lift.
The wind is picking up and the sea is very much livelier. Rory is fast asleep on my best tartan rug, in my best chair. Last night, Rory sat at the foot of my chair and gave me such a long, withering stare...I got up and without as much as a by your leave, he leapt up and took over. I sat beside MacSporran who wore a funny, quirky grin on his face.
Okey dokey...time to log off and catch up with a few jobs. Until we meet again in the morrow, enjoy your evening.
