The Old Cement Factory, Ratho

There's been a major communication problem between my people and Mr Smith's people. I've no idea what fax number they're trying but its clearly not the right one. The memo that I'd be at Ratho at 3 for a photo shoot to enlarge his LinkedIn portfolio had been missed. There is a MrSmith shaped hole in todays blip.

Anyway, I trekked out on the bike, into a head wind so I took the relatively sheltered canal route out.

Photo done, it was back on the wind assisted highways of West Edinburgh. 

And to read Wintering by Katherine May. Its been that kind of day.