Plaques

Went to the market with D, showed him my snicket through to Gt Junction St, and joined the queue for my flu jag at the health centre. Very orderly and only approx 25 min before the deed was done. During the queuing process, I naturally re-read the plaques in the lobby, imported from the former Leith Hospital. Oh, those poor lads in that train. But then.....they avoided Gallipolli.

Had the novel experience in the afternoon of watching live Pars TV, courtesy of my season ticket. Gosh, the commentator's glottal stop was very Fife. (Carty = Car-ee!) And a 3 - 1 triumph for the mighty Pars! We sorely missed the traditional Stephens steak bridie, though.