Just a little post to get back into the swing of things after a near two-week absence due to a lovely holiday in Scotland. Sadly, haven't downloaded my photos yet, so nothing visual to post.
I drove home via Jedburgh on the A68, which I'd not been to since a coach trip to Edinburgh when I was 11, some 26 years ago. As I drove down into the town, I was greeted with a sight unchanged from how I remembered: The Edinburgh Woollen Mill, complete with ample coach parking out front! I think it's due a paint job about now.