Sadly for Huttonian this is the last day that the Oz grandchildren will be in their Merse residence before taking flight to France and a new life slightly nearer than Canberra. The wife is going with them as a senior Au Pair and Huttonian will be fending for himself (again) for nearly two weeks. At least some of you will be spared the endless images of the young (last ones immediately below) and we can get back to real Musings about the local scene -the building of the new village Hall to be a major topic no doubt as it gets under away next month for all the winter. We folks up Kirk Lane will no doubt be subject to some disruption as heavy materials and large lorries blockade the Northern Approaches.
The wife has kindly left 10 recipes within Huttonian's culinary skills and once the raw materials (heavy on Sardines, Anchovies, and mushrooms all organic, Fair Trade and not marketed by Nestle, nor caught in Israeli Territorial waters) have been gathered in in one massive shop there will be no further need to bother Sir Morrison.
The house will be sadly empty. No screams or crows of delight. But run with perfect organisation. Tidy, neat clockwork like. Ditto the garden.
Dream on.
