Currently sitting in the warm in one of the narrowest hotels in Scotland with Lord Elpus with two pints of Criffel. (Lord Elpus has suggested that this is a very useful name for a pint as you can ask for it when you are slaughtered.)
Agnes & Wanda are parked on soft ground in the cold at the campsite. Our bottoms are parked on soft chairs in the warm near the bar.
It is not raining. The hills above Moffat are clad in their wedding dresses. All is well with the world!