Chandlers

Down to Granton to engage in a bit of the retail therapy. Some silicone sealant and anti-foul! And old John has such a nifty set up for taking your dosh - just a mobile and a Bluetooth card reader. I better check my account, mind.
So, after that it was back up the hill and down to Tynie for the visit of Dumbarton, preceded by a minute's silence for Dave Mackay. Nil-nil at half time was hardly a fair reflection of the play, but we 'turned it round' in the second half and ended up winning four nil. Meanwhile the teddy bears were stuttering to their third draw in a row. It's getting closer. You can feel my excitement can't you?
And for a change, I watched some TV on Saturday night. Cripes. Quelle Catastrophe with Robert Peston. Not quite as amusing as Channel 4's Catastrophe, though the scenery was... well, nice!