Tales of the Riverbank

Enough polishing, so I took myself off for a walk, firstly to the Modern One very briefly but then on down the Water of Leith to Stockbridge where I holed up at Cafe Florentin for... quiche, actually.
Home, then out again as there was a new exhibition hanging at the Open Eye - seascapes by one Ruth Brownlee from Shetland. But they were too wee. And I’d put on a jacket and moleskin trousers and everything just like an art lover would.
Home to fire off WBRA missives. All a bit uneventful in retrospect. Maybe I shouldn’t have had the quiche.