Doug

Well. Millie, actually.
This afternoon, after a trip to a slightly disappointing Farmer's Market, (no piggy rolls!) We met the lovely Etherghost for a farewell pint (only a temporary farewell, she'll soon be back in toon, by hook or by crook!)
We were joined by MAiT with his mother's dug. So funny to see a 6 foot 4 inch man with a big black moustache taking a tiny wee dog for a walk :)


Actually, the Scots invented dogs. And carrots. Trufax!

Strangely, everyone agreed that today felt like Sunday. Weird.