Right up yer kilt!

Today is the last full day for a while when I can sit on the old bog-seat in the garden, smoking my wotsits off. It may also be the last day for a while that I ride Nikita the folding bike. So here are some celebratory photos.

Bruce lighting a fag in the garden

lighting up

Bruce enjoying a fag in the garden

smoking the world away

the toilet-seat and Nikita the folding bike

the bog-seat and Nikita the folding bike

Hence some questions, mostly for my Napier and community council colleagues:

  • Should I bring Nikita back to Scotland with me?
  • Should I keep on wearing kilts in Scotland?
    •  If so, with or without tent-slippers?