At the Crossroads

Marking the half-way point of 2021 by spending a night at our wee flat in our old home town. For the first time this year. It feels strange.

We got the bus into Princes Street - first time on a bus since March 2020. Went shoe shopping and failed to find anything to suit. Nothing new in that.

Got on another bus, took this shot at the ‘Foot of the Mound’. In normal times, in late June, the traffic would be nose to tail, ditto the tourists.

We had the best seats, top deck, front row. A pity about the reflections from the windows. It felt like riding back into the 1950s.

Have to go now. TM fancies a walk by the river while the light lasts - it’s 10.15 pm now and the sunset looks promising.