After a welcome -- as the Scots and Kiwis have the misfortune to say -- wee shower, a suitably clear and sunny late afternoon for the return of the gentle tittupping of that Amanda Lyn past chez Sledge.
(Yes, it is a word: it was in the Times crossword recently and I looked it up.)
How I long to strum her strings and finger her frets.
But, alas, it is not to be.
She must remain ...

Yes ... eye candy.

Sledge