Lazy Dayz

Today was a big Pentland hill climb. I politely declined as it was very humid and really not good for my coat ( plus who wants to pant up a hillside?). He who can do no wrong (Poor Woody seems to be his name) went along with them and seemed to have a fine time chomping rabbit poo like it was a hill covered in Maltesers. I just slept. Then slept a bit more