A Stravaig

A quick trip into the Toon today and an ever briefer blink of blue sky.  The remainder of the day Mother Nature’s grey duvet was directly above us.  All sensible bipeds stayed inside, away from the constant 55 mph winds.  Bibs had some partan for tea.  This evening the Current Mrs Creel is away out to play with the Strathspey and Reel buskers in Kirkwall and I am concentrating on being a person.  A life time first.  Mary Marquis is still not replying to my letters.