Dazed and Confused

This morning I took a virtual bike ride through the highlands then a virtual ride through Glasgae.

After a big breakfast of potato waffles, eggs and facon I strode out with Mrs S and the mutts. Strode being the wrong term as the whippet has no idea where she’s going these days and he’s mostly interested in jumping in muddy puddles. Still, we met Meg on the track and had a catch up.

Joe has driven him and Eve out for an adventure this afternoon. I sense a quiet evening ahead.