it said 'DAY OUT' in the diary.

so we went to - what i think of as - blipland.

this is gullane beach and after a whole series of footie games as we made our way down the beach in the sun and wind and odd shower, and got caught by the incoming tide, we found the german cake shop by chance and had a blow out.

to north berwick to get cb1's wellies filled with sea water and cb2's snotty nose covered with sand and home again to a warm house.

and more agonising over the interview on friday.

cannot get this photo to load the right way and it's annoying me so have started shouting at the computer in a futile way so i'll post it and change the photo tomorrow when i will have developed the patience of an angel

sorry not to be more of a contributor to blipland at the moment - the big questions of how to keep myself employed are taking up too much time and brain space for much else to filter through

ps
maybe i wont change it. it's quite spooky - but a bit disturbing too - the way he looks like he's about to fall off the planet