Whatever that means
Since Mandy was heading off to canoe down a stretch of the Tay, leaving me with the weans and no car, we jumped in the car and went too, armed with the Kelly kettle, a little thing for making fires in, some burgers, rolls, ketchup etc. We also took a lavvu for shelter in case of rain.
A wee walk down the river bank, spotting a buzzard, some ducks, a heron and gathering twigs to feed the kelly kettle and loading them into Ellen’s little improvised rucksack. A lovely wee relaxed wander and pretty tasty burgers.
Low point was me hacking through my thumb down to the bone and cursing like a trooper in front of the bairns. Very little blood though.