Sign of the Times

Out to see Aunt SheShe; we strolled over to the rugby club as it has a rather good cafe upstairs. But we had to take a slight detour as she was exceedingly tickled by the 7mph limit sign the contractors have erected and wanted me to see it. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a thing before - I may start looking for them. 
Back to pick up the wee one and go for a play at the swings in Victoria Park, followed by some time reading the books in Starbank Park. What great fun, though she’s got a bad wee cough. I do believe though that I’m getting a name. It sounds like gargar. Hmmm…. She may be right there.