Greig Street Bridge holding firm

Apart from when these pesky tourists insist on making it wobble. I finished writing a new short story today. I say, 'finished, it will be in the editing suite for a time. It's about an old man who lives on a small boat in the marina with his Scottie dog. It feels quite good at this stage to be doing something new. I had another notion today about changing the title of my book. Decisions, decisions. Don't we love them?