MARGARET wakes me with a bag of presents and a birthday card. Birthday? Me? So it is. Fifty-two today. Jeez.

We have a lazy morning and breakfast then I go for a wee walk with Martyn and the dug…then back to Martyn and Louise’s for a wee snack.

Back home Margaret’s been tidying up in the garden – I help out when I get back and we get a fair bit of prop done for her big party next weekend.

Next stop, Betty and Joe’s – they’ve asked us round for a birthday drink and Betty’s prepared a lovely wee spread ofpre-dinenr snacks. We have a great couple of hours chatting and drinking wine then we wander home.

Margaret knocks up a nice steak and chips for dinner then we settle down and watch Andy Murray take the gold in the Olympic tennis singles 🙂