My village has no 'Scottish Slimmers'' and the local Horses have to travel 50 odd miles to one.
Post today from one of the agricultural girls, saying she is going on Monday night and has room in the car.
Cue..
''I'll come''
''Me too''
''And me xxxx'' (not sure if that was 'kiss kiss' or pant size)
''Leaving after 5? add me in''
I am sooooooooooooooo tempted right now to post 'but you only have a shitey wee Clio' , and the pic