The tatties are on. The haggis is waiting. There’re are no no neeps as I can’t stand them… Yeuk! Green beans and peas instead. I’m sure old Rabbie is spinning, LOL
No writing today. Just a day of phoning Physiotherapists, Occupational Therapists, Speech Therapists – who are always the most difficult to contact – and organising a day of activities for Frodo in the February half term.
And Treebeard – who know doesn’t want to be known as Treebeard anymore… he just wants to be The Ent – has said that he’ll sort out my FTP.
Oh look. What’s that flying over the broad canopy of leaves?