Give a little respect

Mrs Smith was painting the window sills and playing Erasure at full blast as I escaped into the Lammermuirs this morning.

After a while, the temperature started to drop and the wind picked up. I grimaced my way out of Garvald, prayed to the Blip Gods at the Abbey and then ascended the Rig.

Proper freezing on the way down so I headed home to find Mrs S had called it a day too.

Bit more work done then old school egg,chips and beans for tea before ferrying Ruby to and from her David Lynch film night.