Roslin

Today I wanted some exercise, so I walked Django to Roslin. It was dull, and wet underfoot thanks to yesterday's rain. For a change, here's the chapel; for the gunpowder mills, see extra.

We just missed a bus in the village, so I took a few (more) Turf zones, and missed the next bus by a good margin. I was then more careful to get the bus after that.

At home I watched some athletics, had a mid-afternoon bite to eat with A, and then watched the end of the England women's rugby match. I have now given up hope of Scotland coming back into the football match against Greece.