Just in time for summer...

Gosh Gail, this is most kind of you to be knitting me a nice cosy blanket. Thank you so much. Is it nearly finished?

Bertie! No!

What's the problem Gail?

You know perfectly well Bertie that it's not a blanket for you, it is a new jumper for myself. You even posted about it back in January. Now please shift over and let me get on with the knit-one-purl-one crew neck.

A FEW DAYS LATER 

Oh well done Gail. So you have completed your nice warm jumper just in time for summer.

To be honest Bertie, I am not sure here whether you are being sarcastic or are making a realistic appraisal of the weather conditions to be expected in a typical Scottish summer. But I'll give you the benefit of the doubt...

PS The good news is that we have made it across to Torridon to check up on the cottage and, for one day at least, the sun shone warmly. 

Taco Day: Remembering Jazzi

Today I am remembering my dear sweet friend Angel Jazzi, and celebrating her favourite day of the year.

But I think it is time my readers learned the truth about how Gail and I celebrate Taco Day in Aberdeen, so here is a step-by-step guide.

Step 1: We google 'Mexican food, Aberdeen' and come up with a short list of restaurants that is, er, very short indeed.


Step 2: Gail heads off on her bike to some new eatery in the city centre that promises to bring authentic Mexican cuisine to Aberdeen.


Step 3: She returns home with a box containing an over-priced but underwhelming combination of corn tortilla, meat, lettuce and salsa.


Step 4: She then proceeds to eat the contents of the box, reserving a MINISCULE piece of meat for Yours Truly.


Step 5: Finally, Gail assures me that Mexican food really can be great, so long as you are somewhere in or near Mexico, or a Mexican community, neither of which is the case if you live in Aberdeen.

Oh well, at least this year I was able to comfort myself with the lovely piece of green blanket from Addi's bed, which arrived in the parcel with the monkey toy I told you about in my previous post.
 

And anyway, it is impossible not to smile and feel all warm inside when remembering Jazzi.