Bridge, again

It was really nasty and cold this morning, so I wore my fleece to go to bridge. By the time I came home the sun was shining and the temperature was 19 degrees.

There were fourteen pairs there, so one "pair" were ghosts. As usually seems to happen, my partner and I were playing the ghost pair at the first table. So we looked at all the hands that we would have played and bid them.

There was a bit of disagreement about a couple of the bids I made (to put it mildly). However we struggled on and the rest of the hands were fine.

Funnily enough, I think the best hands we were dealt were at the first table.

Oh well....

We finished rather late, but D made me a cup of tea when I got home. She was asking me if I did the Saturday crossword in the Scotsman newspaper and I said I didn't see it now as they changed the on-line version, so I gave it up altogether.

Now she has given me the name of the newspaper shop who deliver, so I am going back to it. It is mostly the crossword I missed, because I feel the paper has gone downhill recently but there is still one regular columnist that I like.