electric blanket

after a hectic week of travelling, camping, boozing and lack of decent grub it was a pleasure to make it back safely to macduff (especially after a stop for whiskey)

awesomely there was buttries, white baps and cheeeeeeeeese, admittidly i had to go to the shop to pick them up and brilliantly there was no repeat of the last embarrasing scene but they tasted good.

the electric blanket was cranked up to 5 and broken-leg-dog was there to greet me, just as well my leg wasnt broken this time!