I spent more than twelve hours in bed last night. That’s more than half of the day for crying out loud!
My mother told me to go on a walk, and my friend David wanted to go on a walk aswell. We decided to go to West Wemyss in the end, a tiny town just to the east of Kirkcaldy.
It’s a good excuse to get away from the noise of Kirkcaldy — the Links Market (apprently Europe’s biggest street fair) is in town at the moment).
It was a freezing cold day though, and very windy, especially on the beach facing out towards the North Sea. It was well worth it though.
The strangest thing was undoubtedly the Irn Bru coloured burn. I don’t quite understand the rusty colour. I’ve passed this burn before, and I never noticed such a funny colour.
Here’s the whole set of photographs.
I’ve created a new ‘personal’ category. I don’t usually write about boring things like that. My hand might get bitten off if I talk about other folk aswell, so I tent not to do that either these days. But we’ll see what happens with that. Personal stuff used to go in the ‘miscellany’ category; goodness knows what that’ll be used for now…