Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Sunday, 27 July 2014

Sunday Lunch

After Saturday’s full-on trip to Glasgow (and the girls’ alternative outing to Edinburgh for afternoon tea and shopping) a quiet day was in order, punctuated by a short drive to Kelso for lunch at the Queens Hotel, where the good food was supplemented by an abundance of TV screens showing the Commonwealth Games, enabling us to keep up with the athletics as we ate, necessary due to the poor to non-existent BBC reception on the cottage set; in the hope of improving it we then scoured Kelso for sweets with foil wrappers, coming up with a rhyming pair – me buying Rolos, and my wife Polos.

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