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We went across to Dunfermline, meeting up with D's sister and family who all came to see the fitba' match (a first for some of them)! It ended as a 1-1 draw, after much toing and froing.

On our way up to the ground, via the park and the usual little back streets, Liz and I were surprised at the amount of snow and ice lying about and were wishing we had thought to bring our YakTrax. On our way back I skidded over on some ice and instinctively tried to break my fall with my outstretched hand. Only succeeded in probably breaking my wrist. Decided not to go to A & E on a busy Saturday evening so Mr H did a fine bandaging job with an ad hoc splint (6" ruler) and we rendezvous-ed with the family at the Vaults to ear food and drink some delicious whisky before going to bed with an ibuprofen.