After the school drop off, I hurried home to plough through overtime whilst the gloom ensnared greater Granton.

As things brightened at lunchtime I sneaked out for vital supplies* and a couple of blips - before the gloom returned as I returned home.

After work, I went to hers, armed with an apron and cooked spaghetti alle vongole and a starter of roasted beetroot with balsamic reduction, feta, oatcakes etc. And a pleasant evening ensued of wine, chat, shit TV and relaxing.

*wine