There in spirit

It wasn't, in the end, feasible for me to get to Edinburgh's Women's March this morning, but the day was filled with sisters, literal and political.

And my Mum, whose voluntary work over many many years (for The Children's Panel and latterly at Edinburgh Prison) has helped so many girls and women directly, and indirectly through the lives of the boys and men she has also helped. A practical activist.

If she were well, she (and we her daughters) would have marched in Edinburgh today in solidarity with the women in Washington DC. But there was discussion through the day about the likely impact of America's choice of President on lives here and elsewhere.

(the photo is of a joyful Snoop, yet another female in the day, my older sister's dog)