Onesie boy

Err, not a lot really. Trudged into Edinburgh on the spiked-up tractor bike, which was slow but reassuringly sure-footed. Of course, rather than get worse, giving something to ride around being smug about, it all went away and I just had to crackle down the road although since I had the tractor, I got to take a wee detour through the estate, worrying the sheep.