Nobody expects.....

...a random text from one of Pauline's sons saying he was passing through Edinburgh and had a two hour gap between trains at Waverley. I dropped whatever I was doing and hastened up to meet him - he'd been working on a Japanese garden in Dollar (as you do) and had some lovely photos of what they'd been doing. Couldn't think what there was time for apart from taking him to the Mushroom Garden for a wee breather and then up the Canongate and down Fleshmarket Close for a refreshing pint in the Halfway House.

When I got home I cooked a really delicious Indian meal and we watched a very slow and unnecessarily convoluted episode of Morse. Always enjoy seeing the Oxford scenery, though.