B 924

Drive by Cigs #2 in two days.

After a productive day of timber operations, today was less dynamic.

A stroll to the second biggest pylon in Scotland through slurry peat and sodden moss  (I know how to live, people. Never let it be said...) was supposed to be followed by more logging but

(a) Maw broke down outside Tesco and I was despatched to rescue her
(b) I fucked the axe trying to spilt a large lumpy of ash

So that was that. Lunch followed by inane chat and we're off back down the road; kids both asleep in the back of the car as I mounted the pavement and snapped this before taking them home for toad in the hole. And Pensioner? More beer.

White pen on grey metal, undated, single squiggly underline and triple stripe.

Tomorrow we need to find something more exotic. Oh wait - in Dunbar??? Bugger....