Oof, that was an early start. L was on his way back to London, not to work but to sort out moving out of his room, and putting stuff into storage or taking to his girlfriend's place. As he said last night - this feels funny. No work in the morning, but not on holiday. The transition starts here in earnest. I've been looking at flights to Singapore this evening.
On the way back home at 5.45am, the light was opening out and I thought there might be a good photograph to be had at Granton Harbour.
Apart from that, I've been to see a woman about some orthotics, picked up my new sunglasses and made modest progress in a number of areas - pushing back those infamous frontiers of administrivia.