Easter Road

After a quiet day in, broken by a furious cycle ride at lunchtime (Granton - Leith in 7 minutes - OK, OK so there was a strong tail wind, but even so, the legs felt good even if the throat and lungs burned a bit afterwards...!)

After work it was into town; helped TPR briefly at his stall and then dinner at hers; I took fennel and lime seafood salad (with added sumac) and then did pulled pork wraps with a chipotle sauce and coleslaw with apples in it.

So I fled for a Cigs; Easter Road was awash with Hibs fans heading home after a cup victory over Stranraer.

I perched on top of a recycling bin to avoid the hordes (there seemed to be a lot of people on the streets for a crowd of 5,000 odd) and will now be sending the invoice to Mr Greg Tattoo for the product placement.
Funnily enough, as I left, the fireworks from the military tattoo went off....

Spooky...

Oh and extra! extra!  the exhibition continues; 3 red dots so far.