Forth

When we finally got there, after misjudging how long the minister would ramble at Ewan's founder's day service (thankfully I was in the kitchen cooking sausages, not in the church), we caught up with the Wynds and the Moffs for a wander up Alva Glen. A fine view from up there looking across the Forth to Grangemouth.

Trip to Glasgow abandoned so we headed back for a bit of papier mache viking helmet making, a bit of garden tidying and a bit of pyromania getting rid of some of twigs and branches and old rotten cold frame wood. Lightly kippered now but it's nice staring into a fire.