Biker

Got the jacket, the motor cycle, the tattoo and the piercings but unfortunately not the helmet- that is a step too far.
So there you have it, the new look Lady Findhorn, an ageing biker in all her glory.
I have to say the piercings were agony but I rather fell in love with the tattoo which I will keep for the moment.

His Lordship and I were intending to hike to Bruntsfield this morning but the frequent squally showers have put us off, and so it's back to the Dower House after a coffee at our nearest café where we sat and watched a world go by populated by humans rather than rabbits and seagulls.

Maybe I will have a ride on my motor bike later........ in my dreams.