Fog lights

I had to drive to Fife today to meet a friend. Which makes it sound like a chore, but was actually a rare treat. I'm not a confident driver, and a cruel critic might say not a competent one either, so I was nervous when I saw the bridges had disappeared into thick fog. But I managed to get there without incident, and later made it safely back to the mainland. 

In other news, our budding winter Olympian returned from the slopes, with what looks suspiciously like another suitcase full of washing.