AKA, Caolan is dragging his heels and not building a house for us so Scotty has built a man shed.
This is totally early doors, but we know what we are like so we might as well start to try and get organised for something that might or might not happen now. Scotty, obvs this is no pressure, it’s just good management.
I am quite happy to drive up picking up various tossers on the way with maybe a boozy stayover halfway up, or alternatively, fly up into Edinburgh and hire a car.
We are looking at June, July from a very brief drunk convo with Scotty tonight.
Scotty, please chip in with affermations or deniability thoughts as you see fit and I will delete this posthaste or other things. I am quite drunk. And stuff.