The Walk Home
An early walk home from The Tiq tonight, though Stockbridge was so dead you wouldn’t know it, with just me and George there to shoot the breeze. Disappointed that Arbroath lost the big footie match (although they still have a chance of promotion) but that’s another bloody plastic pitch that the Jambos will have to play on next season.
Another day of odds and sods; visits to the bank, to the Western to take JacktheLad some headphones (he’s in getting irrigated - his words! Or my hearing?), to the shops, to the garage, then to the pub.
The extra is ‘our’ elm, in its full seeding glory.
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