Not quite so wet

In the absence of yoga I was out quite promptly, within minutes of reaching the river I saw the kingfisher winging its way up stream. The rain was intermittent so instead of my usual circular stroll I continued towards Crookston, crossed into Mosspark and Bellahouston Park before returning to Pollok Park from Dumbreck Road.

Caught up on the admin I’d been avoiding, read a bit more of Ian McEwan’s Amsterdam and now I am motivating myself to go to another Drinks and Nibbles do. I know I will enjoy it when I get there, and I’ve only got to go up one flight of stairs.