Old bridge and new bridge.

I ,anaged to get up for my early shift this morning and with the help of some cold and flu tablets and throat lozenges, managed my twelve hour day. Okay, three and a half hours were spent in the depot blethering, but I was still pleased to see the end of the day. My throats has improved quite a bit, but now my nose has started running.

My blip was a quick shot at Berwick this morning as I was turning the bus round to set off back to Galashiels. It was almost eight o'clock, but it wasn't particularly bright, so I've made some adjustments and turned it mono, as it looks better. It's the new and old road bridges over the Tweed.