While Gail is having to wait a while longer to speak to the vet about my latest peeing issues etc., today I want to tell you about strange occurrence here in Aberdeen.
After four nights away in our Torridon cottage, Gail and I returned to base late Wednesday evening.
As it was dark when we arrived home, we did not notice until morning that, in our absence, a golf club had mysteriously appeared in the middle of our back lawn.
The garden is enclosed on all sides by a 4 - 5 ft high wall, and none of our neighbours are the type to toss random objects into other people's properties, so Gail was at a loss to explain the presence of the golf club. She was a little concerned that an intruder (whom I would of course have scared away had I been in residence) might have been snooping around, and so, after some hesitation, she phoned the police.
Initially the policewoman on the other end of the line appeared to be treating the incident seriously, but her suggested explanation indicated otherwise.
"Perhaps a seagull flew over and dropped it there."
