this was once an ironworks. home to 2000 people, a foundry and small 'bell pits' where kids dug for coal.

it was nippy but lovely to be out

Stopped off in Whitburn and was so gobsmacked at being able to buy coffee, tea, two cakes and tablet for £3.30 that i asked the woman if she'd charged enough. could I have sounded more of a west end plonker?

dashed to next job and then the one after. another contract won. might need to clone myself.

feels like time for wine...