North Leith

A quick stop at lunchtime in the tiny cemetery by the Water of Leith, as I nipped between the library and a cafe for a meeting.

Everything went a bit pear-shaped yesterday evening; D cut his finger making dinner, and then I got a nosebleed followed by a very sore head. No idea what was going on but I elected to miss a day of Blip.

Today the world's seems to be pretty much back to normal. Thank goodness.