Detox

For me mainly, but dragged Euan along for the trip. A quiet walk around the damp dam dodging the fighting dogs (some big snarly beast with the biggest pair of pink bollocks bouncing behind it tried to eat a dachshund whole at one point), the pushchairs (pushchairs; did they not see all the mud?) and the new Christmas bikes. The place was mobbed.

A leisurely walk it was and it was near dark when we got back to the car but felt all the better for some fresh air and an hour or two that didn't involve food or alcohol. Back home for some bangers and mash - well, the leftover tatties and chipolatas from Sunday - and a snooze in front of the telly.

Tomorrow was meant to be a trip into Edinburgh but there's a warning of high winds doing the rounds so might just stay more local or catch up with some box-sets. It's a hard life so it is.