car parks are always the dampest places - except for camping grounds.
and no wee boatee
Took a short stroll around Brevig harbour the other morning to enjoy the warm sun. Plenty of old boats parked and slowly rotting in the sea air - or the awaiting a second or third life. I strolled awkwardly with a stick to help ease my dodgy knee/
Eve was out on her bike.
The naughty seat at the bowls club - probably.
We called as I wondering if they remembered me. They did.
I've not played bowls for a while now. Not been in the best of bendiness and the like. By the time you read this I will have consulted the good Dr and have their considered opinion.
And today the knee keeps folding when I don't want it to