The Vaults

It was a busy day down in the Gateshead office and I noticed RaggedRascal banging his head on his desk from time to time over various hardware failures.

I found Neville waiting in Waverley station when I got back as he'd arrived on an earlier train. We went back to Leith and had a very enjoyable evening in the Vaults, eating, drinking and catching up on three years worth of gossip. Here he is listening to DaveH with a rapt expression on his face, although that might have been the whisky. Luckily Scobes hadn't quite drunk it all.....