Well, this lovely spell of weather is perfect for slating the roof and Mike (now recovered from flu, throat, cold and general feebleness) is out there every morning.  Ages ago we bought a wonderful supply of slates from a man in Clachan who was going to build a house and then decided not to.  Huge, flat, and all the same size means he is whizzing along and it all looks terribly posh.  What's more it's a fairly flat slope so requires no scaffolding , and no Patricia to heave the slates up.

On the new room, just a bit of roof panelling to complete and we're there (apart from the bathroom).  Chose a lovely carpet last week from Mr Lafferty, the travelling carpet fitter.  Yes, you've guessed - it's been discontinued.  So back to the books.

Rob has nearly finished my new picture -  he's having to make slight amendments to it as I'm being a bit pernickity - but we're dying to see it.