What should have been a morning out; Jules called just after 8 and she wasn't coming in; so I copped for a few more later on. (I had hoped to only have to write up the morning's stuff, but hey...)

Still, I clattered round Leith and as it got brighter I hit Stockbridge and Blackhall. Finally to Longstone. A few miles clocked up. 

Then to Tollcross, and home. And then out and back. 

By 6 I was mostly done; to hers and dinner. She had a minor rage when we sat too close (it's like Victorian times but with the children applying the morals...)

I'm sure alfthomas has blipped it previously