Bride bridge

Well it may be in June.

 I met an old colleague who I stupidly agreed to take her wedding photos for. She lost her first husband so I hope she holds onto this one for ever.

I met them at the wedding venue and went for a wee walk to scout out possible photo ops.

This bridge may just be one. Not very picturesque, but we will manage something.

A busy old day again. My lovely young dentist was kind to me again. A coffee with Kirsty and fiance at Tormaukin Inn and a wee trip to see the parents again.

No wonder I went out like a light for half an hour when I got home.

As aye

XS.