Pure Brass

Into town this morning for a wonderful concert by the Pure Brass quintet (the Scottish one, not the Maltese) at the Usher Hall. It was a modest affair, only 40 minutes, but immensely enjoyable (and I wasn't sure whether I'd enjoy brass). Decided that it was too early for lunch nearby, so we took a walk along the canal from the Basin back to The Piece Box. Pleased to report that their lunches are as good as their scones :)

Sadly the light in the auditorium was too low for a decent blip, so here's a bit of the canal path - the white stuff is The Remains of The Snow. I feel another novel coming on...

Don't like these short days. Can't find my mojo :(