Stub

I went on a short but intense litter-pick with Leithers Don't Litter - we covered Tolbooth Wynd and the area around Linksview House. I ended up mostly collecting fag ends - fiddling work with the litter pickers, giving rise to a sore thumb (Repetitive Picking Injury?). The first local resident who spoke to me said "You're wasting your time, hen." I said "You're welcome" and carried on. Old git that he was.

After it had finished I had to nip out to the local shop and had trouble walking past litter - even though it looks as though Chapel Lane has been swept recently, I spotted a stub.

And D arrived home a day earlier than usual, having an odd leave day tomorrow. Hoera!