this arrived in yesterday’s post.
One hundred pounds and Scottish to boot!
The work really starts now. I worry that on arrival in the coming week that the space age-looking contraption will be destined for the back of the cupboard.
My job now is to simplify the whole process and talk them in pictures how to operate the flaming thing.
Some might wonder how the lass gets herself into these
predicaments? I often ask myself the same question?