Weird things happen in Peebles and I often reflect on my drug induced / sleep deprived nights looking out the bus window on my journey home. 1 particular morning, after a cruel evening, I was "Flummoxed" on the bus. My emotions were darting back and forth due to a polarizing night (not going to get into it.) Despite all the trivial yet woeful thoughts I had, there were 2 horses on a hill, surrounded by sun - simple, innocent and pure. In the gravity of the situation I remembered where I stood, realising that some things happen and everything passes.