DEAR SPOOK, it was so lovely to speak to you this morning. Sorry that it is raining, with snow well down the hills. It was sunny here, and still just the wee dusting on top. I would like to post the photo of your new abode on the blog, but not quite sure how to. It looks quaint. I have some photos of the den, and once I have reconnected our house to the world, I will post them here for you.
I was an excellent stand-in for you, I must say. I had the brazier issue sorted in 2 phone calls. I think the combination of No Fuss, Frazer's good name and the similarities shared by the Highlands and the South Island, worked a treat. It is nice that although the country is choked by Health and Safety, peoples willingness to help was at the forefront. I will pick up the adapted oil drums no later than Saturday morning, with no promise that they will look as pretty as the ones you made.
Only Finn got off the bus today as Meg continued on further up the Great Glen. She loves that she can pick and choose where to get off. She went home with Holly today. Angus turned up and he and Finn went down to the rugby pitch. Grieg joined them as did Finlay, and apparently our Finn's kicking skills were much admired. He will always be grateful for the trip round the world to discover the joys on his own doorstep, which he has cycled or driven past most days of his life!!! He was covered in mud and very happy when he cycled home for a shower and home made pizza. Almost as good as DeVinci's.
Your father and I will be part of the tent raising team tomorrow. I hope I don't let you down. I happily ignored the finer details of that job in the past. I don't suppose it will be as easy as today's 2 phone calls.
Phone line on Monday by no later than 8pm. That's progress...........isn't it?
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