A postcard from Princes Street

This morning, I was going to get the train at 1045 to Edinburgh to spend the day with Dad. I was up early and all ready to go by half past nine, so jumped on the 0945 train instead. It was such a gorgeous day that I wandered around the city centre for a wee while and took some photos with my phone before I jumped on the bus to Morningside.

Unfortunately Dad was stuffed full of the cold (mine had improved no end after a good night's sleep), his pal John was still a bit jet lagged after a holiday in the US, so the three of us had three games of cards, then John and I left to catch the bus. I couldn't decide on a picture to blip, so here's four of them.