2:30

Mrs FP into hospital to have a wisdom tooth out. Coped admirably. She didn't keep it, otherwise it would have been today's blip.

Afterwards a bit of a shop. There was a greeting faced winging wee brat in a trolley creating a racket. Mum pick a bun from the baking counter and stuffed it in his pie hole. Peace. It didn't last long, I discovered the bun later,  abandoned.

Should the weather be clement tomorrow I may go into Edinburgh, if so expect some cutting edge street photography (or a shot of the Christmas Market).