2009-01-24 Sat - The Tweed Run I

Good Gosh

What is this chap wearing for winter? How can he have manged so far through the cold season without an adequate supply of tweed. Or is he one of those warm weather pygmy chappies, he appears to be of alarmingly short stature or possibly some acquaintance of Laird Sano - a rogue by any other name.

What-ho. I have just returned from a stint in the Empire (better know to some as south of the river, in the environs of Cool Arbour Lane), hence my garbs are more suited for the city than this leisure pursuit. That may also explain the reduced stature.