Liquid Silver

My first - and last - venture to the Royal Mile today.

Charlie Chaplin here looked less than happy having to tip out his bucket as the rain teemed down, causing his make-up to run and the wheels to come off his turn.

Had the undoubted privilege of being an honorary lad at the gang-hut today and very nice (and kind, Ecodad) it was too. Really good chat and lots of incentive to up the cycling. But I didn't fall for the notion that venison isn't posh, Mr Scobes.