Bungo in the Lanes

Yes I know strange title BUT the Bungo relates to Strathbungo in Glasgow where one day a year they open up all the back lanes and have lots of fun. There was a jazz band, a pig on a spit, a folk band, children's area and yours truely along with some other craft mafiosas.

Boy was it hard work sitting in a garden in the baking sun, talking to lovely people, listening to the sounds from beyond the wall and re-applying suntan lotion. Oh! And selling as well...

This was us at the end of the afternoon as it was too busy earlier in to get a good picture of the garden. In the evening I was too bushed to do much so went over to see my parents and had the joy of seeing my sister & nephew too (my brothers were on D's stag doo).

Who says it always rains in Scotland?