Lockups

A day down with the son sorting out that lockup. He brought a circular saw and started constructing a bench against the wall. I put together a bookcase and wired up an old stereo to sit on it. That seemed more useful. Well, to me. And then I went off and bought an extra padlock.
Later, a stroll up to lovely Bruntsfield, for a lovely coffee and I took some lovely photos of the lovely pink sky as I made my way home. But, after a flowery photo yesterday, I realised that I needy something a bit gritty lest I become typecast. You never know what you're going to get with Pensioner, isn't that the case? I keep 'em guessing. I keep 'em on their toes. And I have a scary lockup if you'd care to differ. Would you like some Robbie Williams?