The road home

I was on the road by 07:30 hoping (and succeeding) to avoid any Commonwealth games traffic around Birmingham. Drive back v uneventful, although was so tired I had to keep stopping for mini-breaks. Eventually the boredom kicked in and I turned off the motorway at Moffat to come back via the Grey Mare's Tail and Innerleithen. There were quite a few humans stopped at the GMT and several curious sheep (Cheviots?).

Got back to Leith and got a message from Inchcolm saying that D would pick up a pizza on his way back from the boat. Ate pizza, drank wine, collapsed into bed.