Webbed feet and new friends

A decent night's sleep. Eventually I walked down Laurel Street to the Sainsburys and bought some fixings for breakfast. Luckily Lorraine had brought a loaf of Kenny farm bread, and a bag of our breakfast mix of seeds, nuts etc. which mixed up with blueberries and live yoghurt was fibrous and fun.

Later we went to Sam and Amy's place, and left there flat with the dramatic exit sign over the door. For some reason I experienced an ambush of panic as we walked along the street, but it was over in a minute. Because I am doing this CBT thing it also a useful case study. From that point I had a really nice day. We made off to meet Amy's mother Alison and grandmother Elizabeth, both of whom we  immediately liked. A nice snacky lunch washed down with some Guinness (it seemed rude not to on St Patrick's day). I was sitting next to Elizabeth, who was a lively conversationalist. Alison and Amy are like peas in a pod, and as like each other as Beth and Lorraine. Just lovely people. They brought with them Chance the dog, who is a Portuguese Water Dog, a seagoing Iberian hound. Elizabeth showed me Chance's webbed feet, which I couldn't help but marvel at. I never knew some dogs had webbed feet.

Sam still struggling with a bad stomach bug. He came to lunch with everyone but was not on great form. We had all planned to go out this evening, to the Scottish steak restaurant where Amy works, but Sam stayed at home. Lorraine and I treated excellently. Lorraine and Amy were drinking porn star cocktails, I stuck to a very generous rum and coke. L and Amy had steak, which I tried some of,  I however opted for sea bass, after sharing a haggis three ways starter (haggis in a sausage roll, in a spring roll, and a kind of haggis bon bon, which was delicious. The staff all very friendly with Amy, and we met one really friendly guy called Glen, who is also a good mates with Sam. 

Home to Partick, and then having dropped Amy off, a mooch up to Laurel Road 

Below a glimpse out of the window, looking out at tenements, which is a characteristic view in this part of town.