My luve.....

... is like a Red Red Rose

O my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie,
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry , my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare-thee-weel, my only Luve !
And fare-thee-weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' 'twere ten thousand mile!

Robert Burns

Thick fog, drizzle, mizzle, humid - aargh.
Son number 2 is on his way, hope it's not too dense at the airport.
I think I might take a blip break for aweek whilst everyone is here and wil l catch up next week - see you soon.
PS This is the view from inside Nirvana, blipped yesterday