Library of Things

I borrowed a record player.

Hubby dragged out his vinyls from the attic.

It's been fun listening to his albums but he does have his fair share of guff amongst the cool stuff. There's a Lennon and Yoko album. I've never listened to Yoko's songs before...and I never will again.

Hubby's still down there rifling through his records. I'm in bed rifling through the pages of my new Joan Eardley book. It's fab! She lived at 170 Drymen Road in Bearsden. I might go there tomorrow, take a pic then recreate her childhood home in pastels.

We're going to her exhibition on Tuesday in Edinburgh. I cannae wait :-)