Hullo old friend.

C1 and I went to Roslin Glen today. Got a bit of sunshine and a lovely warm breeze, all the flowers are out and the Glen was just a treat for a gentle stroll.

We found the Yew tree that we hugged last time we were here and gave it another hug.

An old friend.

I'll tell you what a friend is, a friend is someone you can phone from Linn of Dee and ask to go round your flat and unplug the two way radio you accidentally left on charge so that it does not burn your house down.

A friend is someone who refuses to cut your hair for you but tells you to go to the hair dresser.

A friend is someone who grabs the scruff of your neck when you walk out in front of a lorry without looking.

Thanks C1. You are a real friend.