The New Weegie: on the Botanics, pet mammoths and tunnocks caramel wafers
I'm writing this in my bright, spacious office. I've just had lunch in my sun-drenched dining kitchen. And if I weren't in the middle of having a new cornice installed, this evening I'd probably be entertaining friends in my palatial front room. After a few drinks, I might even organise an impromptu ceilidh in the hall.