You could see the clouds were gathering when we took an afternoon stroll on the Aberdeen City Beach.
By evening the Scottish weather had fully reverted to type.
So I settled down on the sofa with Gail and she brought out her latest knitting project.
Inspecting progress so far, I noted that I thought this jumper was going to be far too big, unless I was fed a lot of cake in the next month or two. You can imagine how shocked and dismayed I was when Gail said this one was intended for her not me!
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| 'Frost and fir' pullover pattern picture |
But I soon overcame my disappointment and dozed off again.
An hour or so later, the needles were still clack-clacking away and, starting to feel neglected, I gave Gail my best "I need a tummy rub" look.
And adopted the appropriate pose.
Gail held out for a minute or two, but eventually succumbed, as she always does.
So all was well, until it was time for the TV news, and then I had to cover my eyes.
