Watch Over You

Do you ever get the feeling you're being watched?

Had a very important message to run this lunchtime.

I had just planned to go to the little shop just round the corner from the office. However, they didn't have what I needed to get. So I trailed Silverback all the way along Princes St. to the St James centre and back in rapid fashion.

As spring was in the air and the sun was out it was a little warm. Sorry, SB if I had you perspiring more than is normal. Perhaps that other nice jacket that FW showed me would have been better for today.