Some castle

I reluctantly declined the opportunity of going across to Dunfermline with DaveH to watch the Pars getting gubbed again playing football. There was banjo to be played and yoga to be done. The yoga was a bit of a shock to the system, but in a good way.

It was dusk by the time we emerged onto an almost deserted Grassmarket - I've never seen it so quiet on a Saturday afternoon. The castle looked rather fine in its floodlights, though. (Hey, someone's at home, there are lights on on the top floor!)

I looked back through my journal as I remembered blipping something similar before and found that it was on Nov 5th; I had completely forgotten that on that day the Pars were playing Hibs as well, but with a different result. What a wonderful thing The Blip is, to be sure.