George Square

H is away to a friend's house for the night so I got an unexpected trip out with D as he was heading into town to see a talk at the Book Fest. George Square was unsurprisingly heaving.

Tonight I saw décolleté and bare legs, but also woolly hats and winter coats. It's that kind of cool, windy evening that feels like Autumn when the sun retreats.

Bought a book. People watched. Drank some beer. Resisted streetfood. Which I now regret.

In other news, got in lots of cycling, a wee bit of gardening, lots of lounging, caught up with various folk about their summers, and generally had a very pleasant day.