Dylan

Got up at 8 and went out with just sitting for a ride. He was a bit scared of going out to Midlothian all by himself so I accompanied him through Roslin and Carrington as far as Gorebridge and then I had tell him, "Look, sorry mate, but I need to get back home now. You carry on if you think you'll be alright, straight up that big hill, you'll be fine". If he hadn't popped round later to borrow a cup of sugar in a neighbourly fashion I would have just presumed he was still out there somewhere...

Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I'll Go Mine)