Blethering bowlers

George and his pal Ruaridh were meant to be going horse-riding today, as a joint birthday treat - but the weather put paid to that idea.

Instead they went bowling at Eyemouth, and had a lot more fun than George's expression would suggest in this. Perhaps he's thinking that horse-riding isn't quite what he expected.

A bag of chips in the drizzle afterwards, and then we went on to look round Gunsgreen House. It's a fascinating place, built by a smuggler - well worth a visit.