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A bit of an odd day. I couldn't settle. Nick and I went into Edinburgh. He went to buy some cycling shorts and I wandered along Princes Street. I thought I knew what I needed to do, but in the end it was all a bit aimless. I did discover the quirky changing rooms in White Stuff on George Street, which I loved. I wanted to go in them all and see what surprise room was hiding behind the different wordrobe doors. We did buy some wonderful bread from Peter's Yard which I drizzled with olive oil and ate with tomatoes once we were home. It was delicious.

This is the jug I bought from the flea market. It reminds me strongly of France, but I can't quite find the memory.