Running errands

As I was leaving the house this morning Mrs Smith asked if I'd mind dropping something off at her shop for her.

She asks this fairly often and so I'm very happy to pop round there and deliver small items of jewellery for her stock.

It was only when I'd said I'd be happy to be the delivery boy again that she told me it was a radiator.

So if anyone saw someone walking round the West End of Edinburgh in the morning rain with a large electric radiator, that was me.

Still, on a desk bound day it got me out and about and snooping around the back of Rendezvous for blipping opportunities - as you can see debt is everywhere these days!