At the Bus Stop

Now that felt proper spring like that did. Spring-like from bus stop in to bus stop out.

Day out with our bestest neeburs, who, ironically, as much as we were 'hingin aroond with' back twenty five years ago, didn't actually get an invite to our wedding celebrations. So, as to rub that in, they treated us to a pub crawl around Stirling today as a celebration of that today.

Good food, good drink, and damn fine company... and all under sunny blue skies to boot. Cheers Mag, cheers Finn. XX

Twenty five years though. Samantha... you deserve a medal. And then some. But, chips, and curry sauce, that'll do for now. X