Turned out nice in the end

Well after the dreich-est day imaginable, which saw me getting very wet several times on the bike, the sight of sun through my office window in the late afternoon had me cycling down to Granton on the cycle paths to look for a blip. The previous contender had been a view of the Crags in the cloud out of the boss's office window this morning with her chorusing 'don't drop it'. She obviously remembers my previous mishap which was the last time, in fact, that I blipped from the Newhaven/Granton area. But now I have my little snug wrist strap and no accidents can happen.

Quiet days, quiet days. Nice, and good for working.