A couple of hours at the coal face; then out to get the paper. 

Yes, the Scottish S*n carried a piece on a certain trolley calendar.  Against all my principles, I bought a Rupert Murdoch paper for the first time since the 1980s....

A circuitous route to Her, via Leith to... deliver calendars!... and forage in book shops and other gift emporia.  

She dragged me for another lap of the High St shops later in the afternoon.