Satellite state

This morning a bedraggled figure could be seen perched on a narrow parapet high above the kitchen roof clutching a roll of kitchen paper, a two way radio and a supermarket bag. It was me of course, trying to stop the satellite feed disintegrating every time there's a light shower. The suspicion is that the connection to the dish is not completely watertight resulting in rain getting in and knackering the signal. With an old firm game on today, we need to have at least a semi-watchable picture.

and pies at half time of course:-)

Five guests last night, three Germans and two from Northumberland. The Germans had an early flight from Edinburgh and needed breakfast at 7.30. The other two requested a full breakfast in their room and haven't left yet.

This week's real ale is Farne Island from the Hadrian and Border Brewery in Newcastle. We haven't tried them before, but if this is typical of their products we'll be using them again.