Bench

The view from my bench on the front at North Berwick this afternoon, approximately 4pm. I eschewed my cafe of choice for coffee and cake and saved mesen a fiver. And stared at the sea for a bit whilst munching on a back-pocket cereal bar before hitting the return leg. 100km altogether, enlivened by gridlock in Musselburgh on the way home because of the horse-racing crowd. Lots of soggy-suited men and dolled-up women with running make-up in the (by then) pouring rain.

Right now though it's time for fish and chips and Guinness. Some kind of Saturday night holy trinity I reckon.

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