The Beautiful Silvery Tay

In keeping with family unification month, we travelled north to the 'beautiful silvery Tay' in Dundee to have lunch with His Lordship's cousin and wife.
We went by Stagecoach's Gold Bus which serves refreshments free and gratis along the way, and back by train which serves refreshments at a price.

Lunch was at '172' a rather grand edifice of a building boasting a black and white carpeted room * containing a black grand piano, immaculately polished to reflect a teasing array of its surroundings.

The sun came out to shine on McGonigall's 'beautiful silvery Tay' as we ate. It lay calm, unruffled and sparkling under the curve of the railway bridge just in our view from the restaurant.

There is much building going on in Dundee at the moment with the new V&A art gallery under construction and shrouded in scaffolding across the road from the rebuilding of the railway station and shopping precinct.

With the sun shining on the gentle landscape of harvested fields and wooded hills of Fife, we rolled backed to Edinburgh, thinking we would spoil ourselves with a taxi home to avoid the crush of humanity between the station and the Dower House. What we found was a taxi queue stretching about 50 yards, not under cover, and not one taxi in sight. What is Edinburgh thinking with its dire taxi provision at the main station? We caught the bus.

Despite the taxi debacle, we had a grand day out and it was good to catch up on the other side of the family's news.

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