Duck footprints

Spontaneity has been lacking in my life recently which is essential in the life of the Sgnt.

The last 24 hours has been random and I had missed it.

Suprise visits at 3am. Spying virgin snow in driveways on a wander along the road and slyly leaving our mark along the street with snow angels. Nearly falling on my arse.

Not caring what bus I get on just because Edinburgh is not that big to get totally lost in and enjoying the Magical Mystery tour and the joy of discovering a previous 3 bus trip to visit a mate now only takes one bus. This theroy was proven when the beautifuly planned 3 bus trip was tainted with the unique culture of a half an hour delay at the bottom of Leith Walk.
Agreeing 23 times that it was cold to the drunken man.
Drunking man wanting to take me home and a 3 man/women rendition of 'You cannae shove your granny aff the bus'.

Brilliant