Thursday, 10 May 2012
We ate a local goose - domestic not wild. We watched the nesting ospreys. We drank a little wine and talked with our friends.
We read some books and sat in awe of Loch Awe.
Whilst there, I got bitten by one of nature's less endearing creatures on my right wrist. The result of that bite is to finally be excised tomorrow by a very handsome Spanish surgeon. I am told I should avoid my keyboard for a while.
Flowers and chocolates delivered to the Watch House will not be sent away and blogging will be resumed once I am told I can sling off my sling.