Clearing over Flotta

A chilly, grim, day, despite the gradual thaw.  Bibs is still hibernating in the airing cupboard.  The swirling drift in the bedroom has receded.  Spent the afternoon in the company of Peter Erskine/Palle Danielson/Joh Taylor whilst the Current Mrs Crel played piano and accordion in her room.  Arranged to go and pick up our transport from Kirkwall tomorrow.  Hedonism redefined.
 
To ‘Anxious’ of Bearsden:  Yes, but not with a soufflé.