Whatever that means
Up early to drive up to Grandtully to drop Mandy and Ewan by the Tay and then Ellen and the mutt and I headed off to Aberfeldy for a wee mooch about. I was hoping that Haggart’s would be open to have a look in there. It’s always nice to look at wellmade things and think, “I’m not paying that. I’ll make my own” and leave. But it was shut.
But we had a look about anyway. The Watermill had a book of David Peat’s photos from an exhibition in 2011 (so long ago!) and another wee book of his photos of the Gorbals from 1968. Snapped them up.
But I did find a big chunk of oak lying by the side of the road. That was nice.