Traprain show jumping

This morning woke up to invasions of ants all over kitchen work surfaces, in the living room and plus a few strays in the bathroom. Curse, curse, curse.
Last night I discovered I'd left my handbag (unusually containing all my worldly goods) at Donalds. I never realised quite how bereft I am without a mobile, all my money plus card and my camera. I did remember I had a few £2 coins stashed away in the house and so was able to go on my usual early Sunday morning jaunt to East Fortune Market but it was a drag not having the camera just-in-case. Anyway, Luke and I joined Donald later and my bag is now once again at my side.