From the bridge

I made a spur of the moment decision to accompany Mr H across to Dunfermline to see the fitba', which turned out to be quite exciting in that it involved lots of action, end-to-end stuff, etc etc but after 90 minutes of having us sitting on the edge of our seats it ended in a 0-0 draw.

We hastened back to Edinburgh because big Col was across at Easter Road for the match with Motherwell and we managed to meet up with him in the pub after. It ages since we had a pint with him, not since before his second op, so it was very good to see him looking so well. I tried for a blip of him, but it was a bit out of focus!

The pic was taken from the train crossing the bridge, when it was at a point like this in youngie's blip.