The show's not over until the fat lady sings

After a reasonably busy afternoon in the bar (football, pies etc) Sunday evening settled down into its usual pattern of no customers. We watched tv, read the Sunday papers and thought about closing early as has happened before.

But if we'd done that we'd have missed the two German lads who showed up looking for a room at quarter to eleven. Just starting their holiday and having driven from Prestwick airport hence the late arrival.

Five in so far tonight - a family of four from Brittany and a Canadian lady. The night is young, there may be more.

You'll have noticed that my enthusiasm for the renovations has reached a stage where I haven't even bothered to go and see what has or hasn't been done today.

I'm going to Edinburgh tomorrow to see this and quite possibly this.