Rewarded

Some days, finding a blip is like pulling teeth and you wonder what trait of character makes it important not to miss an entry.
All I know is, today was that day, when the grey weather encouraged hibernation in the warmth of the house rather than an outing into a dank dismal world.

But needs must and out we went for a walk to Bruntsfield. With the tut tutting and barely contained exasperation of His Lordship ringing in my ears as I kept an eye out for something to blip, this wooden plaque in a brightly lit shop window fitted the bill exactly.......except we don't own a dog.

Happy is the Lady with a blip in the can!