slowly, slowly, life is returning.
I was iced in from late November through Epiphany, then had the flu after Christmas. Yesterday was the first day I made it through without a nap, or (failing that) without a deep sense of exhaustion. So, today was my first real day off in a very long time.
Inevitably, I went to Fife. Unusually, I never made it to St Andrews. Crail and Ellie are perfect on days like this: bright and still and full of promise, with the camaraderie that comes between strangers who wish to be pleasant, but have no need to talk.
Molly nearly got a present she didn’t want: the resident cat at Crail Pottery, who tried to invite herself home.
I’ve put photos up on the photo blog. They’re for my sake, mostly, but I know some of you have vivas to get ready for, and are sure to want distraction…
wonderful exchange 
Excellent! I’m glad you’re back, and I hope you feel better soon:)
Yes! Pretty! (let’s hope eloquence returns sometime in the next 40 hours)
we might have to aim for loquacity first
(though for you, yes: eloquence for Friday)
What a beautiful cat- I didn’t think I would ever say this, but Mop and Fudge might have some serious competition.
As you’re being so kind to impending viva-sufferers, can I put in an advance request for more procrastinatory diversions in March, thanks! 🙂
Jackie, I’m hoping that by then there might be regular posts — but if not, just give me the date, and I’ll try to oblige…
Wonderful to know that you are back in the ‘Land of the Living’. We could be coming up to ‘Heaven on Earth’ in the near future for a short break. Missionary service does take a lot out of one.