If one night you hear crying from above

It's 'cause heaven must be missin' an angel ...

That'll be me then .... second day of community service. Kirkliston Environment Group's first litter pick of the season. I did the footpath down into the 'dingly dell' type area and the bank down to the burn. I didn't pull the bike frames and the hoover (what the ? ...) from the burn, that's man's work. Found this little character, dont know what he is although I know there's someone out there who can tell me.

Then I walked Alfie for my friend (while she went to the bingo. Note THE bingo!). It was the loveliest day here, t-shirt and shades, and now I have a big fat red burny face and to make matters worse my blinking halo is hurting my smug head.




Heaven Must Be Missing An Angel, Tavares, 1976.