Proof of Life

What to choose to put on for today?

A photo of the rose garden on the wall of the alcove in The Curious Tearooms where I had lunch while waiting for J to do his flitting back and forth between Top Man, Primark, River Island & Urban Outfitters?

A photo of a fingernail sized piece of leftover lettuce from above lunch which was shaped like a heart?

A photo taken through one of the closes leading off the Royal Mile which showed a narrow slice of Fife, the Firth of Forth and north Edinburgh between its walls?

A photo of one of the quotes outside The Writer's Museum?

Nah. Been such a long time since I took a photo of J that I thought I would put this one on to show that he is still alive and well. Of course, if he had been closer to me he wouldn't have let me take any at all. We took a wee stroll along the shore here and he decided he would try to skim some stones. He failed, and was so cross with himself that he turned and kicked out in frustration - and his foot hit a rock. By the time he arrived back at me he was insisting that he had broken a toe. "Do you want me to go in past the hospital?" I asked. "Nah" said he "I'll be fine". Indeed.