My neighbours had a brilliant party last night. A good meal lots of music and booze and apparently my wife sang Kate Bush’s "Wuthering Heights" to the whole assembled company. Loud bangs from fireworks. I of course remained in my bed. Pain for the whole evening. FaceTime got through to Janet in the end and I got her to talk me through taking which pills for the pain type.
Camanachd in Heasta this afternoon if all goes as usual.