Battened hatches

Well, we had no choice other than to stay put, the only upside being that I've been able to get back to my proofreading course, which has slipped behind schedule in the last few days. Our friends hired a car at the airport and when we last spoke, were wandering around Killyleagh, trying not get blown over and intending to sit down to a (long) lunch in Picnic Delicatessen. We called John Dougherty and told him to expect a couple with frustrated expressions and Scottish accents, and he cheered us up no end by telling us that My Big Fat Greek Moussaka was just out of the oven, and that coffee, walnut and cinnamon brownies were on their way - every cloud..

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