Not the Christmas market

A-C came over from Glasgow with the grandkids today for a bit of a flying visit. We went up to town, had some lunch and then wandered along to Princes Street where the festivities didn’t really appear very attractive. The wind had got up anyway, so the big flying ride thingy wasn’t working, although the big wheel was still going. No one fancied being buffeted around in that though - photo in extra just for the record! We ended up in the Apple Store which was much more enticing for the kids anyway - and Grandpa. Paul said he could work there, as he knows so much about the subject. Amelie and Grandpa were just engrossed in the products. I’m not so fascinated by it all, I have to say, but it was cosier than the Christmas Market.