Grassmarket

Well the night was as grim as expected. Shivering, headaches, hiding under the duvet with so many clothes on I look like the Michelin man. Or more like. Slightly better by morning, although I could have done without being roasting hot from 0330 to 0530.
However, as the day progressed I felt better. Enough to go meet an old university friend who was passing through.
Walked through the Grassmarket on the way home.