Late Nights

Too many late nights. That’s what it is. We have had lovely evenings but it all gets too much and I was very tired today. Caley was practically nudging me out the door to get his second (and decent size of) walk.
There was absolutely no point in going anywhere in the car when there is a lovely boggy hill we can walk to from the house. To put some extra effort in to the walk I had two weighty SLRs in the rucksack and my –not that light- tripod. Oh aye, and two oranges too.
M was talking about arrangements for tomorrow night.
“How, what’s on?”
“It’s Hogmanay”
“Already? You’re joking!”