With the boys safely off (in fancy dress) to Forfar for the 36th and final league of the season, I opted to mind the dug and keep the home fires burning.

She arrived,  in need of a walk and so we scooted along on the 16 to Silverknowes and proceeded to walk Loki back home via woods, beach, grassy plains and oh yeah Morrison's.

Dahl with monkfish for dinner and She left as first Alex ( circa 2100 ) and then Tom (0100) rolled home from Forfar. (Not sure a 0-0 draw is worth celebrating,  but if you're not going to see your pals until August, then maybe the long scenic / via the pub in Dundee route home makes more sense when properly framed)