Oh the joy of being liberated from public transport in the morning and lifts in the evening. Even if I do look like Mr Incredible squished into a wee Fiesta. It means I got to the station before I'd even have got on the bus normally and, if I time it a little better and get the 6.40am train, I'll extend my morning wanderings by 35 minutes. However, it also means that I've halved the number of people using the 6.42 bus.
Another wander through the Gardens looking up. The Bank of Scotland building. Nice stonework. Other than that there was talk of a little commercial partnership and an abortive walk in the rain at lunchtime.
Oh, and I got my first newsletter from Scottish Photographers today.