They do all seem to fit together!
This morning, Mum and I got a bus (for those of you in Connecticut, this is like a really big car that lots of people share) out towards Kirkliston to have lunch with my sister Anne and an assortment of her family at the farm restaurant when her son Matthew is a chef. Dad as he often does, chose to cycle.
After tea and gossip back at Anne’s it was back on the bus just in time for some very fine fish and chips. The route back took us past two home that I used to live in, one of which (where we lived when Calum was born) is up for sale!
Now it’s off into town (that’s right, another bus) to meet some old school fiends.
:: Justin ::
I’m one of the old school fiends Justin mentioned. I’m not that fiendish really, but I’m glad to report that Justin still has a fiendish and hearty appreciation of fine Scottish ales. I have a sore head.