Mossmorran from George Street

If the chimney pots of the New Town and the river don't give enough of a sense of the scale of Mossmorran, it's 11 miles by road and I'd guess about 7 miles as the crow flies from where I was standing today. It's unusual to see across the river that clearly and the plume of steam (at least I'm assuming that the main by-product from cracking liquid gas into ethylene is water) was enormous this morning. From there, the ethylene is piped four miles to a terminal in the Firth of Forth to be loaded into tankers and gas carriers or on to Grangemouth further up the river.

Another day of not very much else happening so I'll be off to read the kids their stories and put them to bed.