Today was one of those days where nothing went right. Nothing went particularly wrong either, just nothing worked out as planned and that’s all I can say about it. Still no response about Scamp’s phone, but I didn’t really expect it. Just as I was getting ready to go out for a walk, the rain came on. The furthest we went was Muirhead, and all this with a black cloud hanging over me. I must admit, it lifted a bit when we left the outskirts of Cumbersheugh, so maybe it’s the Cumbernauld Cloud that Scamp talks about. Tomorrow will be better.
A busking bear to give you a smile.