A school drop off and a quick sprint to Bonnington to a toilet tht was no dissimilar to the one in Trainspotting. 

John came and went and came back again; I managed to find a new lens for the camera. Which was nice, given the bright winter light.

I manged to grab some soup and get a few things in for Monday; and then tool Alex off to Craigroyston. Then a quick sprint about trying to find his boots that I  er  mislaid on Sunday. To no avail. Tch....

Curry and placard making ahead of another climate strike made up the evening.