Tuft

We went to Stockbridge both carrying a heavy load of books destined for the Oxfam bookshop. Managed to exit hastily before being tempted to buy any more.....books.

After getting a few things from the market and Mr Mellis we bussed back via Princes St (oh alright, I did get one new book with my birthday book token) and noticed the light glinting through the tuft of spikes on the Royal Scots Grey's bearskin.