The Bathhouse

Up to the Community Gardens for a few hours of digging and barrowing. Bit of election chat too round the camp fire at lunchtime. People's memories are short.

Later on took in the 0-0 draw at Tynecastle. Entertainment was sadly lacking until Motherwell miraculously dragged themselves back from 2-6 down to equalise against the hapless Hibeees. The jambo hordes on the terracing were jubilant, laughter rang out, the praises of Motherwell sung loudly. As for the game in front of us, we'd quite forgotten about it.
Diggers after! There's a fishing trip to plan - I think I agreed to make lunches. We might need another planning session.