FREYA has us awake and up at the crack of dawn and I get my sourdough in the oven.

I have a lot of stuff to get done in the studio and Margaret takes Freya swimming. They get the bus to the village and I’ll go and pick them up later.

Meantime, I pack the car with stuff to go to the dump later. Shoulda gone ages ago but opening times and the availability of ‘appointments’ have made it awkward. While I completely disagree with folks dumping stuff, I can see how frustration might tempt them to do just that!

I bring Margaret and Freya home, we have lunch then I get back to work until it’s time to head to the dump. Catriona’s meeting us in the car park nearby to collect Freya.