Moody

I had to go into town for some stuff this morning. The bus was so slow from Elm Row onwards that I could have walked up Leith Street and North Bridge more quickly. I'd certainly have been much quicker on the bike, which I did think about taking.

Over lunch, I walked down to the Royal Society of Edinburgh for a meeting, and my route took me past New College, which was looking splendidly moody in the murk.

Back here, my dull life continues with the final touches to some chapters.