The Works Lock in Black and White.

I walked most of the distance to Clachnaharry today, turning round at the Works Lock, and going home via the Co-op. I don't know about you, but I feel like I'm living a weird dream, and hoping when I wake up, that the world will be normal again. Touch; don't touch. Oh, f**k I touched my face when I came out of the store. I will need to get home, drink more beer, and stop worrying about it.