Ah yes, away from the holiday fun the world goes on. Two months from today Scotland awakes to whatever we have chosen for our future, for better or for for worse. The above article, featured on both Bella and Wings where the readers’ comments are also worth spending time over, gives food for thought in the time that remains.
Meanwhile, from home, word comes through that the fat cat has absented himself from his lodgings, smoked out perhaps, or his deaf ear not quite barricade enough. I picture on an adventures of his own, ten miles or so across open country, through timber harvesting, cavorting with deer an buzzard, dodging tractors; or perhaps learning that he couldn’t sunbathe on the middle o the road he way he does at home, when sent to town while we went out to play.