Not Glasgow

The day started with a bang! Up much earlier than I'm used to, missed a bus, ran to the station to catch a train and then tripped, fell and splayed myself across the middle of Waverley concourse. But there was a train to catch so I picked myself up and kept running. I caught the train, didn't hurt my hands in the fall, scraped only one knee and didn't rip my tights - result!

The day was easier after that. Two meetings with the Minister, a good afternoon at work and a night at the pictures with A. A good day!