Bet Pinch

First, we visited Halford's to purchase a small bottle of pink OAT coolant for our 4x4. Charlie bemused commented at a lady's leopard skin attire, Bet Lich I thought, a cheap trick bar tart, sultry, nasty appearance. Leaving Halford's she clambered into a two door Freelander 1, smirking she drove away, the car rear window a quarter wound down, a common but simple to fix calibration fault with this particular model. A visit next door we found Sports Direct to be overwhelmingly confusing, so many items, scattered in so many places. Alas, we found a pair of walking shoes, I haven't owned a pair of shoes for three months, instead choosing to walk about everywhere in Crocs, yet who am I, to talk about fashion if it were not for a painful foot problem; but leopard print is just so.. how do I put it? UNFORGIVABLE. At TK-Max Charlie purchased snack food that on opening had a putrid smell akin to dog food; I snatched and threw the packet out of the car window, gutted.

Via returning to Borthwick water we visited the Hanning, Selkirk; and found the wee loch to be bonnie, serene. Previously I had visited this location last year in the colder month of October; though on this occasion the manor house was cordoned off and covered in scaffolding.

Charlie told me the guy who owned this estate kept many cats; that when he died he left the estate to the people of Selkirk, whom thus came and helped themselves to everything, including most of the statues, leaving only a dozen or so remaining.