puddle crossing

Today was a day of exercise: first I went for a run with Max. In the afternoon we hopped on our bikes to cycle to the Prestongrange Industrial Museum. I do love the place. It seems to get wilder every time I go there. We admired the boiler and winding gear (see extra). We enjoyed our picnic lunch in the sunshine. On the way back we couldn't resist the temptation of the puddles and got suitably soaked and muddy. Ice cream in Portobello and home. I can feel my legs now.

More pictures of the Prestongrange Industrial Museum on my website.