The Minister's Pool.

I know it's all Tweed, Tweed, Tweed. And 48 hours off commenting. I hope normal service will be resumed this evening.

This is The Minister's Pool. I don't know why! It is just upstream from the town centre and is a lovely spot.

Did a minister drown there? Did the parish minister have exclusive fishing rights? Did some Victorian minister used to skinny-dip there before breakfast?

I met the present day Parish Minister of Peebles on today's walk (with his charming black lab, Fingal). I should have asked him!