Camping crisps....

.....Owen reading a manga novel whilst chomping on a Saturday night snack.

Earlier, I was ride leader on one of the cycle club groups and with ten riders to herd, and a 60km course to get round, there was much work for a hung-over drouthy chap. Good fun once I'd stopped sweating neat alcohol.

Then we trundled down to Lamancha in the van, collected Owen and made for Innerleithen campsite. Not a bad wee place, quiet and seems to survive on the static caravan trade, but they are well set-up for campervans and despite a VW festy taking place in Biggar, we were one of three VDubs camped-up.
We had a couple of drinks and played some pool in the cleverly named Tow Bar before retiring to the van for a board game. I fought sleep valiantly before dropping off just as the game was concluding.