Rails

Out to Homebase for decorating sundries, and a pop into M&S to wonder what to buy. A loaf, certainly.  And an Observer. Should keep me going.
Then onto the Bosun’s Locker (which is like a retail park now that Scott’s has opened) to pick up a tin of Woodskin  and across country to the old graveyard, for it was twenty years ago this very day that the old man passed away. How long ago it has become. 
Back to Granton to rub away at the grab rails for a couple of enjoyable hours (reminder: woolly bunnet and earphones for tomorrow). 
Home to get started on the bathroom ceiling, with my well diluted emulsion. I can see a busy week ahead.