Blues

Had a trip up to Elm Row for coffee and got quite a few long sought after items on my way back down the Walk. I was struck by the lovely colour of this ceanothus, just on the corner opposite Pilrig church.

Then in the afternoon, after a phone chat with my incarcerated student ahead of his exam next week, I set off to the airport on the no 200 bus. Getting there was straightforward, and Danny's plane arrived on time, but the bus back decided it was so delayed by traffic that it wasn't going as far as Ocean Terminal and dumped us in Granton! Jumped on a no 16, so all good in the end. It was just as well that we'd bumped into John and Dervilla at the airport bus stop, just back from their holiday in Greece, as we were able to blether our way through a very tedious journey.