Chimes

While taking this photo two things happened; my hands got so cold that I thought that all my fingers were going to fall off...and I heard some ice cream van chimes.

Later, despite wearing my clodhoppery boots I realised they didn't seem to be much use - many areas of the pavement would have delighted Sonja Henie (one for the older blipper). So I decided to walk over the grass. There were large clumps of grass sticking out the snow that I used for some purchase as I marched purposely along for the next five minutes.

I would now like to take this opportunity to apologise to the people of Edinburgh for having flattened a few hundred crocuses (croci?).