Posted: 09/06/2014 at 20:39
It sounds like OH is not particularly enjoying far North Scotland. He got there to find a confused landlady who took the booking but then forgot and had no room left. So he was billeted on to a neighbour, who doesn't really do B&B. At least he wasn't in the back of the car.
So after telling him that they didn't do evening meals, she asked him what he wanted for breakfast. Cooked, said.OH. So he got porridge made with water and salt and oatmeal. He found a Tesco, selling local produce, Haggis rolls, some sort of pie, etc. Good job I packed him some fruit and instant soup, and nibbles.
I suspect he won't be complaining about my cooking next week.
After it stopped hailing, it steamed dry here, so I hacked down the spirea and put it through the shredder. Time for a glass of wine I think...