Slightly varied

Beer, of course, although there was a trip to Edinburgh taking the kids to her swimming and his violin and a quick detour down to the prom at Silverknowes to get a view of the fire that seemed to be (ironically) around Burntisland somewhere. Either that or Mossmoran was burning old tyres. 

Relieved that no one seemed to be giving a shit about the closure of the old bridge so there wasn't a stream of cars nostalgically taking one last bdum bdum over the expansion joints. 

No piano (shocker) but a quick ~10 miles knocked out on the single speed again. All done not necessarily in that order.