Off to Scotchland now for a few days to go see the second wife. Who we saw last night anyway to hand over her birthday present.
But it is an excuse to go more north of the border than I've ever been and to stop off and say hullo to people all along the way. Thrilling travelogue to follow...
Also saw other Scotch persons last night / this morning and discussed noise at full pelt. Am entertained by the notes I took. "Sonic or something," it says in red biro.
Sunday 30 March 1662
10 hours ago