End of September

In town, and it was fine and warm, but you could sense a change in the weather coming. Even without an iPhone (tbc).
However, it was an oppressively close evening to be attending a wedding reception. Especially as it was a ceilidh. Despite imbibing as much chilled beer as possible, I still found myself overheating somewhat. The happy couple were toasted by all; with nearly 120 years between them, the bandleader, the famous Sandy Brechin, wished them well, observing they had the whole of their lives ahead of them. So very true.