So after a suitably slow start, I finally caught up with Baz (and Herbie). The dug is looking well, much more sociable and wagged his tail; came up to say hi. So 4 months in, he's losing his reserve slightly. We went out into a glorious but cold day (2 degrees?) for a roam around the old Porty high school. Snaffled another blip for elsewhere and then carried on into the Figgate Park and back to his; about 90 minutes all in. A quick cuppa and then into town to pick her up. 
Then west (via the doughnut place) to see her sister and family. (Although I was largely excused - there were 9 of them in the house, so I took one for the team and went and did my own thing)
Which was to go the extra 5 miles to Cumbernauld, park the car and get out the camera and explore. I headed off into Kildrum and pottered about there; a bunch of disused flats awaiting demolition and the accompanying 'multi storey car park took some time to explore, and then back into the shopping centre and mooch about there. 

Back to collect the ladies and exchange pleasantries before back into town. We had a smoked salmon salad before I stole off into the night and had another explore of EH15 - a Cigs foray into the old Porty High School under cover of darkness. 

And home for 9; the remains of the day before's dinner were added to fresh mash and MOTD with a cold beer rounded off a great day.

Even in amongst all the concrete, there is life.