Grim day

After the festivities of the night before I woke up feeling, understandable, a little rough. the day wasn't helped by the fact that I had to head into town to watch Aberdeen play Hearts at Tynecastle. It could have been so good, but the eventual 4-1 drubbing certainly put a damper on things. Afterwards I added to the pain by meeting up with someone in Robbos. While it was a good laugh being in a pub full of Jambos who were all absolutely bouncing wasn't the beat tonic.

To top it all off by the time I got into town I'd missed the five to six bus back to Queensferry and had to wait an hour for the next one...

Still, it meant I found a useable shot at least.