Second Homes

A weekend trip to see some old friends in St Andrews represented a fine opportunity to fire up the old camera and start blipping again. A fairly superb weekend of fine food, fine banter and - most importantly - fine company served only to remind me how unique St Andrews is, and of how the passing years and greater distance have done nothing to dilute the excellent friendships made at university. I stole this one this morning on a walk before being caught out by some filthy weather - the ruins of the cathedral as seen through the remains of the front door. Determined to make this return to blip really last.