Over the way

On a day when I was trying to concentrate on marking, but kept getting disturbed, I eventually took myself off to Milk for a change of scene. That helped.

Here’s the view from the supposedly closed bridge at the bottom of North Forth Street over towards Ocean Terminal, some new build thing (the distillery), Britannia, and the tram works. What a mess.

I ended the day feeling far further behind than I had started it, and no inclination to blip. But eventually I felt quite a bit more mellow in the evening after an interesting of mainly interesting TV and when on the outside of half a bottle of white wine.