Mythos

Mythos which tasted almost as good as it does in Greece. I felt I packed in a fair bit today, even so it felt relaxed. Pilates this morning, a run around Pollok Park and a visit to R where I discovered the second high rise car park at the QEUH.
And then a lovely evening with a friend eating gyros and drinking Mythos in Halloumi.
The fox appeared as I approached the flat, ahead of me on the path. He had disappeared into the trees before I had time to attempt a blip.