Lust for Life

Who let the boots out? Me, me me, me me!

Summer in Aberdeenshire. Humid and wet. Aye, we're taking Carol Baxter not Kim Basinger. And in the morning, when I welly up for the dreich dog walk, I'll gingerly slip my steel toed bad boys on, squirming that There Might Be Giants (slugs) in my boots, and hoping their ain't no bird food in my sole. I'll get my (waterproof) coat.