Sunday morning in the city

It seems strange to wake up in the city and, except for the loud ringing of the church and cathedral bells, there is barely a soul about, with only the occasional bakery/cafe open. Piper and I enjoyed an early start, a few slips and slides on the black ice and having the city to ourselves. This was followed by a leisurely breakfast and an amble around the old walls with friends (see extra), before heading back home.