Three

At last. And not before time.

I have hobbled my way to three years of blips, with probably six months' worth of ugly gaps on the way. But never mind. Thanks to everyone who has a wee look and of course all the gang at Blipcentral - this is such a great site and a comforting constant when the hobbles take over.

This is Deacon Brodies full of Welsh rugby-types. The Grassmarket was chock-full of dragons and boyos and our accents sounded nothing like theirs.