Fashionable Jake

Whilst dandering around our fair capital, I found myself not taking the usual castle type tourist postcard pics, but being overwhelmed by choice of the bizarre.

Ms.Jake took the biscuit and ran with it.
I do confess I didn't ask permission to blip her, but you don't walk down Princes Street like this, if you don't want to be noticed. Do you?

Ally suggested I link it with this.
Blame him, not me.

Another gardening day today, but it was the Parent's twigs I tended.

Mangaed a mini "Blip meet" with Sis. Also managed to fall of a broken seat and jar my back in the lunch venue.

Grrrreat.


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