Challenge

It’s fair to say Tintin found Ben Nevis even more intimidating close up than he expected.

None of that nonsense for me though tonight, Mrs S is on the train out of that London and I’m rescuing her from the Friday night piss artists at Waverley later this evening.

She will probably fall asleep in the car but I’m looking forward to having her home and catching up over the weekend. Perhaps over a dram of Ben Nevis.

Anyhow, best run the hoover round and get the dishwasher on.