"Have a good evening"

... were my student's parting words. Well I had to leave work at 15:30 to get the bus home, then drive K to Newbattle for percussion, L to Queen Margaret University for a singing rehearsal, then back to Newbattle to wait 45 minutes, then I take K to football training, wait 35 minutes, then take her home, where I'll be cooking hurriedly for her, me and our visitor. I shouldn't complain: some parents do this several times per week.

Oh, and I pulled over near QMU to make at least some capture of the beautiful sunset.

So, a good evening? "No"