cheating a bit

8:30am and I was sleeping in here somewhere.

True story.

Best intentions of getting up and going for a run along the prom and back were swept away by the waves of sleepiness.

Must have needed it.

Home after a wander around the wee town and a painless journey back. Tired Mrs theWeir is still adjusting to post-nightshift world.

Thank you, Troon. We hope to be back.