Madness: Started

It was lovely being in town: the sun was out, the crowds milling, baby happy, milk (her), ginger beer (me), cherries (both) in the Grassmarket and a nice walk around.  That was after a trip to Bruntsfield in the morning, while Z got on with starting the packing in earnest.  

I hope I don't turn into one of those festival-haters, as I switch from having the luxury of choosing when to go into that bit of town to needing to get through it twice a day.