Bus Stop

The teenager had an evening out in town with his pals doing Christmassy things. It's was a miserable cold, damp night for it but that wouldn't stop them. This meant someone in our house was on taxi duty to collect from the bus stop. I noticed Bob the Builder settling down with a nice glass of wine, so that meant I was the cabbie!
With the changes in the law on the drink drive limit in Scotland just coming in to play, it's not worth risking even a sniff of alcohol before getting behind the wheel. Not a bad thing, though.