You looking at me, mate?

Not a day for photography (nor was yesterday). Snatched in the main square (tram waiters, as it were) before departing for the airport first thing. In fact, the weather had funked up considerably (although got much colder) by the time we got to Edinburgh, and I got a couple of nice pictures out of the aeroplane window of snow covered hill tops.

Otherwise, it was an entirely unremarkable day of travel. And it was nice to see Mr A again at the end.