You can blame / credit superbia for the inspiration for this one.

A wild start to the day out on the bike; but after the first 45 minutes I was able to discard the waterproofs and plod on in an actually not too bad day. Stenhouse / Gorgie / West End and onto the Pont Du Stock and the New Town. All good; and eventually (after some domestic chores in my 'lunchbreak', I ended up in the office til 7 tidying up evidence.

Then home in the threatening rain to a delightful thai chicken creation she'd pressed upon me (not literally) with cauliflower 'rice'. And a cold beer. And a tv thing about bothies. Which was disappointing cos you were either an eco warrior freak or a laddish drinker if you went to a bothy. (Actually there was one woman I identified with who took her kids to bothies as a cheap holiday option; which is something I will def do)