Three

Tippetty tappetty typing stuff today. Mostly. Some chatting. More typing. Then more chatting (focused meaningful chat... honest).

Then a train. To Fife. For more focused and truly meaningful and most excellent chat with an excellent woman.

She plied me with pink fizz and battered fish. The meaning of a bestie personified. Shurely?

Snap is bits of three bridges from the train. On the way. Not the way back. Way back was a busy train stuffed with golfy Open folk.

Woah.