Barton

I had to call in the office at the end of the day to meet the nice man from IT who came through to fix my laptop.
It was a lovely evening with a cold wind so I nipped up Barton to stretch my legs and headed back by the old place to see if there was any sign of life as I’m about to send a more formal letter to my old landlord. I saw M and caught up with the latest crack. Apparently the Veneerings one-bed boathouse has sold for over a million and they are looking to move back to the area. Pitlochry doesn’t seem to have worked out ... what a surprise... I can’t believe they haven’t killed each other by now.