Pie in the sky

It was busy day, full of ups and downs. The yoga session in the morning was good and then I travelled across to Dunfermline to meet up with Mr H at the fitba'. There was a good and very supportive crowd in to urge the lads on - since a win would have meant the Pars were safe from relegation. They besieged the opposition's goal for most of the first half, hitting the crossbar or the posts several times. And the Stephens' steak bridie was a treat. But all to no avail; we lost in the end, leaving the best wee player on the park on his knees in despair. There will have to be play-offs now. Didn't feel like joining our pals for a pint afterwards so headed straight home.

The photo is a bit of the Balmoral Hotel reflected in the bus shelter.