Power supply panic

I’m getting ready to leave work when Claire calls. She’s in Kinghorn, but her power supply is on Kirkurd. Rather than have her drive the bypass at rush hour, I park my bike on George Street and patronise Simply Fixit on the steps down to Waverley.

I’m at the flat within an hour, power supply delivered, eating pasta.

Then it’s back on the train for a slower return journey. Which is made considerably less pleasant by a 12 y.o. lassie doing histrionics because her father had confiscated her mobile phone. She kept it up from Burntisland to South Gyle!

A cold bike journey home, gets me through the door before 9.