Early Morning Stint

If you have felt safer sleeping in your beds overnight Friday and yesterday, that's because I am work keeping the streets free from fear.  And tonight too, btw.

And so to bed at 4:30am today, and four hours later, a call from Lord McDougall that I missed by a second. Must be something good, thinks I and a few texts to the other Team Crammy members revealed nothing.  Mr MaccyD's phone was engaged.  Why?  Because he was leaving me a voicemail of a Little Stint at Wessie.

Dogs bollocks!  And the Sanderling remains too.