Sticks to Your Ribs

The start of our annual get together up in Tam's caravan by Loch Earn. The one where we try and drink a whole loch's worth of alcohol and, being a Bank Holiday weekend, had a good chance of managing it this year with an extra day's liver abuse thrown in. A good plate of meaty home-made soup always help soak up some of it.

Well, that's the theory anyway.

A good blether that descended quickly to a fine slaver before crawling off to bed and falling asleep the instant my head hit the pillow.