Now I think I know...

What do I know? Not a lot. I know I'm developing curvature of the spine slumped on this saggy settee and if I don't move soon, I'll be stuck here all night! I know I'm having an 'off' day. Trouble is I don't know if I care.

As a CAMRA member, I was quite pleased to discover the thriving Ayr Brewing Company across the road. I am generally well behaved on 'school' nights though and was happy enough to just take a picture of this, parked outside the Glen Park hotel on Racecourse Road. There is a black one as well but this is quite nice. My only regret is that there was no seagull perched on top like the lovely fellow I saw earlier in the car park at the back of the High Street.

My title today comes from a line of a beautiful song written by Don McLean

"Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...."

Vincent - song about Vincent VAN Gogh