Tired Boy

PoorPhilip has been away in Edinburgh since yesterday. He had to stay in a four star hotel and apparently the rooms he gets offered just keeping getting worse...he didn't even get out for his tea last night? My heart bleeds for him, as you can probably tell.

He is now reposed in front of t'telly waiting for his cup of tea and Tumnock's teacake. 'Cos that's how we roll on a Thursday night in Meldrum.