The AAA

Amphibious Automobile Association.

Poor chap. At this time of year, out and about on the roads, enjoying the fresh air and the sunshine, it wouldn't be all that bad a job at all. Not today though. It rained, and rained, and rained.

The unfortunate moth-in-law picked up a puncture somewhere along the road back there. Luckily someone stopped and helped her call the AA. Then someone stopped and asked if she'd had a stroke or a heart attack. Then I happened to pass and wondered why she was sitting parked up in a not particularly safe section of the road on such a hideous day. We moved the car along to a slightly less dangerous section and the AA guy changed the wheel over in double-quick time foregoing all the usual paperwork so as we could get out of the treacherous conditions (you can see how flooded the road is as the van in the distance cuts a fine bow wave on its way to Fishcross.

Just over the hill to the right, they were rowing down the streets, and over to the left, the Ochil Hills were slowly melting and slipping down into the Hillfoot's villages.

I used the fisheye lens for this shot. Seemed appropriate.

It's been an eventful day.