The Name's Bond.

Whisky Bond.

Was a bit of a damp detour around the giant bonded warehouse complex this evening. Not because it rained (though it has done constantly since then), but because the track is almost completely overgrown and cycling through it meant getting a wee bit wet. Stopped to shake of some of that here and poked the camera up against the fence for a shot of one of the avenues running between the Angel's Share blackened warehouses.

Now running around trying fill up bottles with tap water after forgetting the water's going off overnight for some major pipe repairs nearby. I'll be OK I think, I'm sure I've plenty of Whisky to keep me ticking over.