And on the third day, I rose again.

After a really awful couple of days, I got up, rode my bike, took photos, was out and about, talking to people and I had a blast.

School run, then a trawl thru the city centre into GorgeousGorgie and then the House of Muir. Sun was pale but enough to add an element I need in my photos.

Home for a longer than necessary lunch (sweet potato lime chilli soup) and then back out for Leith in the afternoon. Road bike, no wind, not too cold, and in good nick. Well, good enough going into spring.

An hour with Bill - tales of his mother's passing, his uncle's too, his failing / failed relationship with Ben, his daughter's sliding in towards a neglect case. And cake too, for levity.

Then home all to briefly before hers for dinner - halloumi and onion marmalade with rocket, and then sea bass with sweet potato wedges, chilli, spring onions, a balsamic reduction, goats cheese and figs. A magical plateful of really tasty stuff, in pretty good balance.
I did my handholding thing elsewhere...