Broughton Road

Never let it it be said....

I spotted it whilst out with the wee yin, getting calpol for the big yin. I must have walked passed this doorway 50 times.
And not once did I spot this one so low to the ground. I only had a phone with me so once I'd felt better and sobered up (not necessarily in that order), I figured I'd better get back to it.

Armed with a bottle of Glen Rothes I set off with my trusty assistant (TA) and whilst she was phoning her lass to discuss her eating requirements I nabbed a Cigsblip. (The food conversation was typically ridiculous; the TA had offered money as she went out in case she wanted to buy something to eat - obviously by 1230 she'd not had breakfast) so she then phoned up 3 hours later to remonstrate that she was hungry and what could th TA do about it? Of course as any parent knows, the correct answer is not 'you should have taken the money when I offered it to you three hours ago'. In fact there is no corect answer, you will always be wrong. Anyway it meant by the time she'd figured out she was in McDonald's and eating, I had the photo done and we were able to continue on with the contractual obligation of being Scottish that is drinking whisky during daylight hours on January 2nd. Happy New Year to you all; we'll see if the slow trickle of available source material can continue on into 2019 thus fulfilling my terms and conditions. But remember there is no backstop option with Cigs; Northern Ireland just wouldn't hear of it.