The Dreaded Dobbies

Popped out to meet my friend for lunch. She had come over from Jersey to pick up her step daughter to take her back south. So literally a flying visit.
So rather than a leisurely catch up lunch it was a quick chat over a sandwich at the Gyle. Grim, but it was lovely to see her.
And I did an emergency call in to Dobbies for a present for her little girl. Managed to get in and out unscathed.