Linlithgow Marches.

And for once it was glorious weather. What a scorcher. A lot of people are going to wake up tomorrow and wished they had invested in some sun block. A handful of bands, and a march past of the great and the good. The floats this year were a bit rubbish but no body seemed to care. Hundreds of young girls trying to wear as little as possible and young lads about to discover the joys of a hangover. All par for the course. All good fun. 

Then we do it all again shortly, but in Bo'ness.