A scorcher

A wee walk up to the ruins of Gamelshiel Castle by Whiteadder in the sweltering heat. Me and Ruby were fine but the pug was suffering. Until he fell into a stream. That definitely helped. And gave us both a laugh.

Fewer laughs later when I picked up a few missed calls and discovered a good friend had died suddenly. Me and Mrs S saw him last Tuesday for a coffee and a catch up. I popped in to see him again on Thursday. He was in great form. A few days later and he’s gone. Hard to take in.