Separate space...

We were round the dinner table debating the age old...
'If you're not going to eat your main course, you can't be hungry for dessert.'  
'But dessert goes in a separate place.'

Well I had a skateboarding version of that tonight.  I'm a bit tender from Sunday nights skid across the Saughton concrete leaving a thin layer of my left side skin along it, then going on to play squash for the first time in two weeks.

I was going to head over to Alloa to take deliver some borrowed wallpapering tools to my mum and it occurred to me that Alloa just opened a new skatepark.

There's always space on a broken body for a wee taste of new concrete.

Interesting wee park but can't fully appreciate it until I return with a set of more working limbs and a lot less kids mulling about.