Busy

Busy, busy. Still trying to crank out the Elfin Diary. Still getting the online version of the May edition of Transit together.
Should have finished and uploaded Transit last night. But we had a surprise visit from one of Brian’s brothers and his wife, all the way from Australia. No, they hadn’t come just to see Brian; the wife was born in Scotland and they were going back to her birthplace. Hadn’t seen them for fourteen years, so we had to spend time with them, showing them around the place. Nice seeing them, even though they couldn’t stay for more than the afternoon.
Wanted to get stuck into Transit first thing this morning, but had to go to Dumfries – B had to get a new silencer for the car, and we needed some shopping.
Still, it’s been a nice day for going out.

On the way there, we passed a middle-aged woman; we frequently see her standing at the same spot, on a corner. I’ve always thought she was waiting for a bus. She’s well-dressed, grey-haired, tidy, shopping bag on her arm. She looks up and down the road, paces a little. Just like somebody waiting for a bus. It’s only ten minutes or so walk into town and she’s not obviously disabled, but hey, maybe she enjoys riding the bus.
No,said B, she was there nearly every time he passed that spot. “She’s not waiting for any bus. She’s staked out her spot, and she’s claiming it.”
When we came back that way, over an hour later, the woman was still there. Still staking out her spot.