On the bridge, again

I cross it all the time, but this is the first blip for a while. It was a day of getting ready. Collecting my tickets from the machine at the station. Topping up the mobile. Getting my prescription. Wondering if I am organised for tomorrow. I'm going to Pitlochry to meet my best pal, Peter, who is over from Germany. The location is a Perthshire  village, halfway between here, and his parents' house in Glasgow. We are going to drink ale, and eat pies, for a whole day, apparently. Wish  me luck!