Umbrella Days

Note to self-
Don't tell the practice nurse you hardly ever let wine pass your lips and then two days later, partake of too much when entertaining family for lunch.

The result of overindulgence for his Lordship, he who lied to the nurse and said he never drank at all, ( how he became delusional to that extent is another matter) and me, was a night of strange dreams and a struggle to get out to the gym in the dark and the rain.

The dark and the rain continued so it was lovely to meet up with a fellow blipper who risked crossing the great divide in Edinburgh from north to south to visit the bookshop in Quartermile for a coffee with me and a look at the books.

Sadly there was so much blethering, that the books were neglected.That's an occupational hazard when two blippers meet, with much actual news as opposed to the virtual kind being exchanged.
I swear the letters B,L, I,and P never crossed our lips.

Thank you BB for making a dull morning seem so much more colourful.