Cockenzie no more

Delighted to wake up in my own bed this morning but no time to dally as Christmas booze and steak pies had to be purchased.

Stopped off at Cockenzie for a blip of the ghost of the power station.

Ruby at a gig in town tonight, the rest of us are battening down the hatches (Eve is redecorating her bedroom in the style of Van Gogh which is looking amazing although there is nearly as much on her as there is on the walls)