My high school bessie and all-round chum Rachel came up to St Andrews for a flying visit this week. We rambled around in the freezing wind in Tentsmuir Forest catching up.
We tried and failed to use my camera's self timer...
After a while we got it right.
As seems to be the case with old friends, we quickly reverted back to our fourteen-year old selves. We finished our walk with chat, tea and scones at Bibi's, and tried to behave like grown-ups.