A weekend respite

With being so busy at work, August seems to have flown by in a blur of car journeys to Newcastle, intermittent windscreen wiper days, occasional geocache finds and low level outings at the weekend with Molly on account of my unexplained attacks of breathlessness. We’ve seen little of our friends, who have also had extensive commitments and apart from Grandma’s birthday, where I acted as special envoy for Mr K, little of our wider family too. So it’s with great enthusiasm that I’m looking forward to an impromptu weekend in Orkney. It’s a long way North but it’ll be enjoyable!