Pictorial blethers

By blethers

In the Glen ...

My granddaughters head home for dinner after a walk in Glen Massan - a walk enlivened by feeding a couple of Jacob sheep in a field and being invited in for tea by the lady who supplied the treats with which to feed them.

This redeemed the latter part of the day - this and the goodness of my bestie who joined us in the glen. Before we went out, we were all being sucked into the car-free awfulness brought on by the inability of our garage to fix anything on the car without creating some new problem. We abandoned Mr PB with the phone and fled ... and the rest was lovely.

I’m sure we don’t need a new car - but I’m equally sure we need a bit more expertise than that currently on offer at the garage.


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