I walked past the fridge the other day and saw this - Susie gave me permission to post it here.

Nothing much of interest's been happening to me really, apart from walking past Sir Sean Connery in Princes Street on Monday, who to my great disappointment didn't say "David, ye're a shite ... a shite for shore eyes". Meanwhile lots of people seem to have bright shiny new websites - the last week or so has brought these from Suzie, Pamela and Kathy. There's no mention on Pamela's of her stylophone playing, oddly enough.

later
While I've been scribbling possible viol parts for Alasdair Roberts's songs today, I've neglected to notice an invitation lying on the harmonium stool, to the opening of Joe Davie's exhibition at the Castle Gallery in Inverness next Friday. Besides his own work, Joe is responsible for the paintings on many of our album covers, and for our wee dug mascot that's at the top of this page. My study here has a fair amount of his work on the walls: if you're near Inverness, go and see it, and buy something; or you can view the whole exhibition here.