The bells

Hogmanay, always a time of choices. I wound up at a party in a very posh house, but left before the bells to spend it with a very good old friend and his family, we climbed onto the roof of their house to watch the fireworks from Calton hill explode right above our heads.

Far better choice to see the new year in.

When I woke, I headed off to the promenade at Silverknowes on my bike for a constitutional cycle. It was mobbed with people walking, cycling, generally getting out n about. A good cycle and then off to see family and friends.