An office day - I zipped in on the e bike and plugged into tunes to obscure the surroundings and zoned out quietly.

A lunchtime jaunt to George St to collect jeans that had arrived and then back to work....

After work, I beat a familiar path to Porty; a decent stroll with Baz and the hound, before heading back from whence I came to indulge in pasta al vongole. Except as I came up Holyrood Road, the tell tale signs of mirgraine appeared so I stuck my head around Her door; said hi, then bye and went home as the day shuddered to a premature end.