Wasting Time

Bloody plumbers!

We had planned a walk in the Pentlands this morning, that is until we got a text from the uncommunicative plumber, from earlier in the week, saying he would be here at 10am this morning - so we scarpped our plans. 9:50am we get a text that he has been called out to Dundee (of all places), apparently there are some poor students without water (presumably for their whiskey).

The present mood? You really don't want to know...