A stroll in the Countryside

Relatively nice day today, but only just - where the blazes is our summer or are we going to sit under a clouded sky for yet another year.
Headed out for a walk again as it was not too hot, and took ourselves up Lowrie's Den onto the A702, which on the Silverburn Straight was like a race track as drivers tried to clear the queues formed behind slower vehicles on the bends or hills. Not helped by the sheep who decided to have a wee wander on the main road - bit of heavy braking taking place and last minute swerving to avoid mutton on the menu. ( or fresh lamb chops). No "Green X Code" for these babies.


Struggled a bit with sore legs following yesterday's stroll into Edinbugh. Mrs. B. thought I might appreciate a lift home on the local bucket lorry, but George Allison, pilot of the Vulture, reckoned that I would be quicker and safer walking as they had a lot of bins to collect out in the countryside. Not like Benny Hill's song of old when he would have just said " OK - jump up on the cart"

Ended up having a slow stroll home wards, even managed to give a French couple some directions, they were certainly impressed with my linguistic skills.

The local Midlothian Council have roadmen replacing drains on the back road, but being such a nice day the JCB driver was having a wee snooze or sunbathing in his machine - good job if you can get it.

Spent the rest of the day pottering in the garden, sorting out some hanging baskets in the hope that frost does not get them, apart from a quick swim, and also waiting for my motorbike to be uplifted for repair - but I presume that this being a local public holiday, plans were knocked on the head.

But tomorrow is yet another day.