Man proposes, God disposes. After a rough start to the week Sophie has a good day. She even clambers up the stairs to join us for dinner. " I'll have what you're having " her new attitude to food. Her rediscovery of stairs a surprise.
Life at the last wee house before Denmark continues to be exciting. The electricians have damaged two of the new kitchen unit doors. Replacements are ordered. The decorator says he can't start next week as planned. It's the school holidays. The pump that powers the extractor fan in the downstairs shower room has seized up. A man from Kirkcaldy comes to measure up the blinds in the dining room. He is very slow in taking measurements. The worktop is running ten days behind schedule. It will be fitted when the new bathrooms are installed. That should be fun. On the other side of the country plans for a memorial service are being formulated. The family in the States is told their presence is expected. It is a surprise just how many of the next generation are in distant places. There again Scots have always travelled. Tonight the next door neighbours are throwing a drinks party to welcome us back into town. The gate between our garden and the neighbours and ours will be opened. We try to delay it but the doughty wife of the German professor says " We're all dog and farming folks here. I'll tell everyone to ignore Sophie. She'll sleep to the sound of happy voices ".