After a lovely Saturday – caught up with old chum over brunch and then went to see the frankly divine Karine Polwart in her Edinburgh Festival debut, Wind Resistance –  I would say go go go but it’s selt oot  – we hied off to the Borders from Edinburgh  on the new (to us) railway, by means of steam power, pulled by the Royal Scot.  It was a grand day, blustery but fair.  There was much waving of the hands to those who had taken up various vantage points along the way, in pursuit of a good photo.   Our early train from Fife to Waverley paused on the Forth Bridge, which allowed me to take slightly less wobbly than usual shots of the Queensferry Crossing, nearly complete as may hopefully be seen.