we couldn't persuade peggo to come with us this week, so we went on a longer 19k cycle round the usual craigdam route round meldrum house then down to barra forest. it was too nice to go home and we had a while before the tennis final, so we braved the hill up to bourtie kirk for a wee wander.

gutted for andy in the french final...he was ace in the first set. revenge at wimbledon hopefully.

then with beth away at a pals we had a meatfest barbecue for tea.