Return of the Mag

Here she is again, aged five but still looks like a pup.

Long overdue catch up with friends last night. Great food, fine ale and company. Shame the weekends are so fleeting.

I see the weather gods have teased us with the prospect of some of the white stuff. Sadly it was only a sprinkling, was hoping for one last icy blast before the winter deserts us for good.

So, another chilled day planned; lessons for tomorrow sorted so a day of mooching, watching sport, eating roast and maybe a trip to the local.

Happy Sunday blipworld.