...me 'n' the babies went to the Falkirk Wheel and the
Antonine Wall. The former was scary, the latter rather old.
We ended up at the Roman fort at Rough Castle with elder
baby carving is name into a tree together with Amy Lee's (of
Evanescence). How sad. How luv-struck-teenager-like.
NOW, I'm just going on my run. Babies are protesting wildly
'cause I'm making them cycle with me whilst carrying a
complete set of waterproofs (mine only!) in their rucksacs.
Hopefully it's rain on the little buggers and drown their
whines in a deluge. It'd almost be worth running in the
rain wet for.
Oh, Karen, you doth protest too loudly...
Oh, Surf, I'd be delighted to arrange something interesting
for you and 'the brethren' whenever you're in Scotland. A
couple of weeks notice would help though. BTW, *who* are
'the brethren"...?
Oh, Rush fans, why are Yankees stuck in a rock timewarp...?
Oh, who the hell is this 'Tony'? He *seems* to know of what
he speaks, but then anyone can read a few running books and
fool the rec.runners...
Gotta go. Looks like rain. He! He!