Last night on the road

It’s my last night on the road for the year and I’m staying in probably the most comfortable hotel room I’ve stayed in all year.

The sheets are crisp and there was a face cloth in the bathroom. Not many hotels provide such luxury these days.

I’m looking out on to the Queensferry Crossing, and rain is lashing at the window. The trucks hurtling across the bridge sound like something out of Star Wars. Bliss.

Good night