Glasgow encore

They aid by the end of May but the first Saturday in June isn't so bad.

I haven't been swimming. I got up at 5 and sorted out work meetings and diaries. How sad is that?

Then I went on to working out how I'll get to TIS.

Turns out it's easier than I thought. The train from Edinburgh to Helensburgh or Milngavie stops at Carntyne and it's a 15 minute walk. Sorted. Only trouble is I'll be singing that Billy Connolly song all the way there, and back.

So now it's washing, and a bit of gardening while it's fair. So far I've cut the grass. I'm cat sitting too, for Barclay and Dilly next door, Molly's friends.