Food

We went up to the Farmers Market and then I went on to an ashtanga session, leaving Mr H to haul home the spoils. The bus I got home was sent on a scenic diversion via Heriot Row "due to heavy traffic in Princes St" - from my vantage point it looked like a solid queue of stationary buses with an impenetrable crowd of pedestrians alongside on the pavements. And it can only get worse.

I did take a photo pf the gridlock, but preferred this shot that I took later from our table in the Vintage, where we went for a meal with Mel. It's the first time we've managed to see her since she moved back to Edinburgh at the beginning of the year - previously, when she lived in France, we used to see her every couple of months! The food was excellent.