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Before you ask: no, I didn't go to Bute this weekend. I made the decision earlier in the week to stay in Dundee because the journey to the Bute Games would have clashed with the first Old Firm derby of the season, and since I have already paid my over-priced subscription to Setanta in order to see some Celtic games this season, I thought that football viewing ought to take precedence over excursioning. Given the result of the match, I'm glad that I decided not to go down to Rothesay - you see, almost all of my family, including my brother, sister, nephew and two neices are all R*****s supporters. The (all too) few sensible Celtic supporting relatives that I do have are only half-hearted about football, and don't really count when faced with my siblings and their offsprings. Anyway... hands up who didn't take a photograph today! Guilty as charged, M'lud. I have spent almost the whole day messing about with my computer, getting things ready for a busy week on the translating, writing and editing front, and also sorting out pictures for printing (can you guess what date I'm up to?). I came across this picture of Pbase's most photographed wreck, and thought to myself that it would make a good PaD for three reasons. Firstly, I processed it today; secondly, had I not decided to stay in Dundee to watch the football, I would almost certainly have been on Bute and photographed the wreck anyway; and thirdly... actually, there are only two reasons. But damn good ones, even if I do say so myself.

Last year I was where I ought to have been yesterday