To market, to market…
An unexpected bonus today. We headed into Glasgow (to buy a couple of birthday cards which I’ve only just realised we forgot to do) and came across a ‘European’ market running in Sauciehall Street. Belgian, Spanish, French, Germany and English stalls were represented. I got some Merguez but I will abstain from waxing lyrically about childhood holidays to France as I’m on my Dad’s PC and, hey hang on, he’s got broadband, I can take as long as I like (but my coffee will get cold).
Tomorrow we will be motoring up and down Loch Lomond in my friends boat. If the weather is as glorious as today I’ll be a happy bunny.
