Rain dodging

A dreich day, the Scottish word the only one for Scottish weather. A slow start after another loquacious breakfast. I added haggis to my traditional breakfast this morning, and I was not wrong. Into town and it was very wet. We walked about as the rain grew heavier, along the Royal Mile to Edinburgh Castle, but as we had only an hour or so left before we were going to meet Sian we decided against paying £40 for the pair of us to get in.

Instead, we found a lovely Scottish pub, where we took our time nursing a pint and having a lovely pie with lots of good vegetables and a bit of creamy mash. Then down to the Station where we met Sian from her train and had a coffee with her, swapping birthday cards and catching up before going with her to collect her hire car and picking up Jade from near the university. Jade and Sian then began their drive off to Mull, where they were going to celebrate Sian's 60th birthday. Fond farewells with them, before Lorraine and I had a cheeky drink in the Dagda Bar, as both of us needed a wee, and then walked to Sam and Jade's flat. Had a nice evening in with Sam, who cooked us a tasty lentil and veggie stew which we had with lager and flatbreads and talked loads with him, and played cards. Until we caught a Uber cab home.

Back to the castle, looking down towards the Royal Mile on a grey day.


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