wOOOOOOOOoooo

Mitts

Dignity, I haz it.

Not.

New smucks

And in a search for Shetland dialect stuff I came across two poems by an old teacher of mine. There's something deeply shocking about finding a former teacher using swearwords in poetry - I'm reeling :-D.

Gold leaf

Poppy red

A bit of editorialising by my 'phone

Goes quite well with the previous one don't you think? 'Once upon a Glasgow dreary...'

Nevermore

Adventurous snail

Blue

In the Mackintosh church for the Glasgow School of Yarn event.