Pilrig Street

And finally. It had to end. 
After a record breaking run of having 19 consecutive sunny days out on calls in the bike, the weather finally turned. 

So on with the waterproof trousers; the waterproof jacket - I'd better put in a request for a waterproof aye phone 7 too whilst I'm about it. 

Autumn is here. No daffodils bobbing up and down. Whispering. Oh no. Squalls and in an instant from laden to leafless. 

I booked my break to Puglia for next March in anticipation of a crap winter. Still there is a bright side. Darker days means better tagging opportunities. Here's hoping the shortening days and lengthening nights gives Cigs the impetus to get out and decorate our streets some more.