Skirl and Swirl

Double blip-encounter today with Planko. Once at the railway station and then again on Princes St, just as I was heading to the galleries for to find a spot to eat my sandwich.

I did half-expect to see him keeking round a pillar to catch me in full chomp.

Other than that, I went for the piper. It wasn't particularly cold but it was breezy and he was giving it laldie in his shirt sleeves. Scotland the Brave or what?

See the skirl, feel the swirl