The lone walker

There are some building that look so full of character you think it's impossible to take a bad photo of them. But no matter how often you try you just can't get a decent one. And so it was that after a trip to the butcher shop in East Linton I wandered along to the old mill again to take a photo from every angle in the hope that I might have nailed it this time.

Anyway, let's just say it was fortunate this lady happened to be out for a morning constitutional otherwise I would have returned empty handed.

Steak Pies are now in the shed (no room left in the fridge) and the kids are looking out the window for the first sign of my mum and dad (and the presents).