Still busking

Had a short notice call to a space in a yoga class. Very well worth while, it sorted out a lot of the residual aching from The Great Litter Pick on Saturday.

It seems that every time I've passed by the Shore in the last couple of weeks I see the Leith daddy swan chasing off some young upstart - or I assume that's what's happening. He must be exhausted. He briefly took off a couple of times to gain ground water and emphasise the point. Check out his wake! Once they're under the Bernard St bridge he gives up in disdain.