All the very best for the year to come.   It’s always interesting being in central Edinburgh at this time of year, it’s just like the Festival in that I am stopped on an average  of every 2.5 minutes and asked for information. Where does this bus go?  Where does that train go? Does it stop…

Blooming hate that word so it’s used ironically.  But what a grand day we had yesterday, some pictures below.

Happy shortest day, except it’s not, apparently, but as the fluctuations are in terms of seconds only, it’s hardly worth mentioning, apart from in terms of pedantry.   Jings, it’s been ages since I posted anything and you would think there would be loads of chat but there is not, my brain is a bit empty…

Today turned out fine, clear and still, so we hopped over to Devilla Forest and found out a few things: the red squirrel trail was bereft of squirrels as such but has loads of fake ones there are many fungi I cannot shut up for more than 20 seconds Devilla means bad farm,  in the…