But One Last Time Lets Go there...

Himself and I took ourself off to Glasgow today.  

Christmas shopping. 

It was the case that when the children were young; we used to make a Christmas excursion to Glasgow.  We drove up.  We did some shopping together, and then I would go off with Boy.  Himself with Tooli. We'd meet up thirty minutes later, I would go off with Tooli, and Himself with Boy. 

We'd have something to eat and drink.  And christmas shopping was done.  - We would of course still have to meet up with Santa at a later date and confirm the gifts. 

It was kind of like that today.  But without the kids, and with Masks, and Lots of hand sanitiser. 

Heavens, but I did realise that I am so unfit.  Walking from a far away car park and up two flights of stairs - it took me about 5 minutes to get my breath back.  

I'm going to start walking properly tomorrow.  Kick my arse out of bed early and move!

We detoured through the town so that we could see the Chrissy Decs which were switched on at an "unannounced time to avoid crowds"... there is a "weird" decoration and I wanted to see if it was lit up... 

I passed it the other night and it was awful in the dark with no lights.   - and yes, lit up  - worse.   See extra for horror.