Union Canal Towpath, Meggetland

And so after the exertions of Saturday, a more sedate Sunday stroll. After some graft and before she got her dahling daughter back, we wander, lonely as a cloud. Whilst Hibs were losing and Scotland were winning, Cigs still needed doing.

For the keen eyed amongst you it will not have escaped your notice that this is a Gs. Obviously the Ci is behind the container door (I had previously checked).

And the prawn wraps with lime, chilli, honey and garlic were delicious.