And onwards into a new year - huzzah!

I'd not bothered going home after the fireworks had finished; let's be honest it was fairly dreich. So, after a swift Cardhu it was off to bed as I knew someone would be up early, looking for a wander.

And so it proved. I managed an hour of slithering through the muddy Meadows with Loki and came back to a hearty breakfast (see extra) before heading off to see the recently arrived Spaniards on the Royal Mile. (Nothing to do with him needing help to eat up his reduced to clear M & S Christmas cake, oh no...)

After a couple of hours there, I went back to do a roast chicken before we decamped to Granton for some peace and quiet there (as much from Her Lass and the BF / notBF as the plethora of tourists clogging up the streets.