The Waterside

Many moons ago my Sundays often included a wander over the bridge to that fine establishment on the other bank. Not today though. There was a wee pug to be walked and Mrs S and I have hardly seen each other properly of late so it was good to have a proper catch up.

Earlier, I’d dropped Osh off at work, driven to Tranent for a much cancelled dram swap and then, while I was there, went for a wander along the old Waggonway.

Inevitably, I’m knackered now so I might watch the England game on the television and slump. Bangers & mash with onion gravy later but as Mrs S has done all the prep I’ll be mostly switching the oven on and making gravy.