Weekender

Friday night and it's time for going down the pub to sink a few of jars of Carling, or getting in a pizza and watching a Friends box set. But sod all that for a game of soldiers, we're off down Musselburgh... where rafts of eiders sleep on a calm, pale blue sea in the surprising summer evening sun and a 150 swans loaf in the mouth of the river. But we have only just begun. We do a mental 13k walk. It's what Fridays are for.