It's not quite cold and not quite raining outside and I'm the only person for miles (7 miles strictly speaking) around. The drive from Glasgow was 4 hours (or 6 if you forget to take your bread out of the oven and have to drive back before the the fire brigade break the door down) not counting fish and chip stops and the Corran ferry. I'm still waking up to disparate tasks (haul seaweed up to the garden; clear the brambles away from the kiln; take the boat out to fetch mussels; own up to the planing department about mistakes in my latest submission ... maybe I'll have another cup of coffee before I get round to that one) but the first I'll get the fire lit and thus admit it's now officially autumn.
