my name is not Liz Imbrie

By LizImbrie

A meeting of minds.

Dad came through from Glasgow to visit. Dexter was more awake than dad had ever seen him. Coffee, cake, bus - complete with Dexter getting a lot of attention from an elderly Morningside lady, chat and beer at Growler station, drinks and sun at the Ettrick with both Dex's grandads.
I may have a sunburnt neck.

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