Wooer

Expected a couple of phone calls today. However neither came. Ho hum. The wait goes on.

So it was a day pottering about the house, getting the ironing done and such delights. By mid-afternoon I made a bid for freedom and drover over to Falkirk, as much to get out the house as anything else. I needed to buy a couple of greetings cards - if a sympathy / thinking of you card can be put into that category - and those were the sum total of my wander around the shops. Took some photos and kept the Blipmonster at bay.

The lane in my photo is called Wooer Street, more properly Woo'er Street as its derivation is from the weavers' workshops housed here in the 'old days'.