A day of WFH, mostly. 

I had planned on heading to Hers at lunchtime, but the roofing guys finally arrived to stem the 4 day tide from above.

So despite the seemingly peaceful blip, there was a fair amount of thumping and clumping and Real Radio just above the hounds head.

An hour out in the spring warmth; we made it to Silverknowes and back before more toil.

After work I walked him home through Granton and Inverleith Parks before helping TPR pack up his stall at Middle Meadow Walk at dusk. 

Sea bass / tomatoes/ chorizo was what I knocked up for dinner.