Second day and my leaflet-carrying muscles and my stair-climbing muscles are still aching from yesterday. My feet are blistered. All a sign I don’t work hard enough at home, I fear.
Billetted with a lovely couple in a village called Strathmiglo about 20 miles away from HQ, through what was probably lovely countryside if it hadn’t been dark.
Today’s work is delivering target letters. Sat Nav has been such an amazing help in finding tiny remote villages. And also in finding tiny unmarked streets in big villages.
Weather not so good today. My host taught me a good scots word to describe it, which I have now forgotten.
Tenuous link to cat I saw at first floor window. On my mobile, it’s easier to photoblog through Flickr than to normal blog.
I hazard a guess that the word was “dreach”?
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