Portobello High Street

So the Ciglettes were wheeled out and pressed into action in an effort to justify the accusations of child labour law breaking by Cigs.org.uk. No SE Asian sweat shops for these boys. Nothing as salubrious for these guys. 

And with expenses banned due to cash flow problems, we cycled the 9.2km to Portobello, hugging the north coast of Edinburgh all the way along from Cigs HQ. 

We arrived late in the morning and prowled around for a good couple of hours; Baz and Herbie joined us along with half of North Edinburgh. A plethora of dog walkers, joggers, families and cyclists were parading up and down on a warm but grey winter's day

Oh the options we had. Too numerous to mention. And new finds, too. 3 doors down from the police station, too! 4 or 5 on to of the 13 of yesterday. 

But they tire easily these boys. No stamina. So much so they wanted to get the bus home! A hot chocolate revived their spirits and they managed to get home (via Dave-C's exhibition at the Image Collective at the Ocean Terminal)

18.4 km and a healthy appetite on our return.