WFH; a long day so it was. Made longer by  the failure of first one system and once that had risen from the dead, the other main one I use then promptly collapsed. I finally got going properly about 1030. By which time enthusiasm had waned. I decided to treat myself to a lunchtime escape; we met briefly for a wander before I sped homeward and suitably refreshed I ploughed into a mountain of work. 

I emerged after 6; an hour wander to the end of the harbour not the breakwater) and inspect the flattening of the Granton Alps and the reshaping of them into a Teletubby hill. Most odd.

A quiet evening; I caught up on TV - Clique and it's 3 seconds of G featured.