The monument to the Ryal Scots Greys

Or as my Grandad called it - the guy on the horse. 

Today I sat at my dining table/desk and was very sad. Because I am working from home I didn't get to bundle myself up in full winter kit and slog to work through fresh snow. I didn't get to arrive at the office feeling intrepid, feeling all superior to those who found it 'all too much'. Instead I fell out of bed and ate my toast at my laptop wearing my PJs. Oh the ultimate robbery of WFH. 

To make up for it I went for a walk after work and got a couple of photos of the castle with snow.