Cold, wet weather does nothing for a girls hair. Sophie has a ' I can't do a thing with it ' day.
Bob stands on his stump seat and watches a band of pilgrims . He has picked up a rubber ball and is squeezing it firmly between his jaws as they saunter by. This gives him an unintentional Hannibal Lecter air.
Back in Scotland 'The Font' notices an unusually dour Presbyterian epitaph on a tombstone in the Cathedral.
And a 'Benjamin Franklin was here' plaque . How he managed to jet around in an age before jets is remarkable.
And some Thursday morning Mahler - which is very lyrical : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dk6wdGBFYFk