Feasgar Math

Evening sun catching a block of flats in Gilsochill. We were heading home after a supermarket shop. Due to the large number of heavy items, I purchased an extra-strong bag. Alas, six tins of cat food, two tins of tomatoes and two tins of beans and a carton of orange juice proved too much for it, and the handle broke half-way to the bus stop. The one time I forget to take my rucksack.

Jack entertained me on the final walk home, showing off, constructing exuberant, implausible statements in Gaelic: Cha robh sùilean agam an-diugh - I had no eyes today.