Sunrise on Two Wheels

Having not been on my Brompton since before breaking my ankle, I decided that I needed to try it out to see how it felt and this was the morning. Off we went , not far but far enough to get the feel of it again. The bike behaved, the ankle behaved and I caught sight of the sunrise over Arthur’s Seat. Result!

Later, I was in town wondering why George Street was so quiet and only discovered as I waited for a bus that never came that the Mound was closed with 5 fire engines and police car in attending a fire in the Wash Bar.
I do wonder how long people stood at the bus stops in Hanover Street before they realised the buses were being rerouted elsewhere.