Men at Work

I was whistled up to help over at the yard. Bloody freezing NE wind to cheer us up while we unloaded stones, sand, cement and finally got the old mixer into position and jacked up. So that I could remember it in years to come, I took a picture. This is it.
Home to warm up before I realised that I needed to pick up Hibs tickets in person at the ground. Off I did go. And then came back. To warm up again.