Bald as an egg

This week’s theme is Bald Head. After taking a few snaps at work yesterday I decided on a play on words for this week. Always like a boiled egg at the weekends with some solders. As the expression goes bald as an egg, here is my sergeant major shouting at my soldiers this morning to get them into line. Headed over to Threipmuir so J could have a swim and Kilda a run. She had great fun especially when swimming at the end. Next stop was Pentland Land Rover to try out a couple of cars. Think we have decided on one but need to look at the costs. Shopping and then home to watch the GP. Kilda was knackered and slept most of the afternoon while I tried to lift the wooden floor in the kitchen with no luck. Looks like we will have to get a little man in. Tidied up in the garden a bit more before having tea. Quiet night in organising some stuff for the holiday.