Go With the Flow

The day started off bright but the wind got up and by the time I came home this evening the bridge was only open to cars at 30 mph. The beast of satan was its usual soppy self and was allowing itself to be buffeted in the breeze. I think the breeze was measured at around 48 mph at Leuchars. I guess the leaves are not long for the trees.

Still,I feel for young Jake. He is just back from a 2 hour football training session, outside, in the wind, in the rain! First stop for him was a shower and he is currently noshing on a homemade double cheeseburger which he has declared better than McD's. That's my boy. He knows what side his bread is buttered on.

Mr Lif is labouring under the misapprehension that he will be watching the England V Wales match for the ramainder of the evening. Excuse me while I pop offto enlighten him :)

Oh - and I went with the flow in the garden for this one - there was no choice :)