Saw a reed bunting yesterday and a flock of swallows hoovering up flies above the loch. Whilst finally playing the puzzle of getting the replacement alternator into position, I wrestled with it to get the mounting bolts in and it moved and squashed my finger, so now have the joy of a black finger nail. Stocky was a pretty cool laid back place with quite a village feel to it. The first 2. On Wednesday, before lunch have Anar pomegranate.
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