Knotted

I went across the Links to get my hair cut, and noticed the lovely stone knots on the John's Place building on my way back. I then spent an hour or so staring at the computer furiously knitting like Madame Defarge whilst waiting for word of the Council decision. It was as expected; but still immensely depressing.

Later we went up to the SMWS in Queen St to meet Sam and Julie - it really isn't a patch on the Vaults. Even the guy on reception volunteered that their hand-cut chips aren't as good, for some inexplicable reason. Still, managed to sample another delicious dram, so not all bad.