No 7 Hanover Street

I wish I had had time to read the notice on this door in Hanover Street this morning, but the bus was coming and I couldn’t tarry.
However, by magnifying the blip, whatever lies behind the doorway is open until 1am which leads me to think it may be a place of doubtful repute. What owls have to do with it, I really don’t know.

I was in town to exchange an article of clothing I bought yesterday. This is one of the perks of living in the centre of a city -one can buy on a whim , knowing how easy it will be to return the item if it doesn’t fit.

I met up with daughter#1 who was still in Edinburgh and we returned to the Dower House for lunch. It was a rather grey cold day but it didn’t matter because the company was good.