Flooers

D went up to the allotment and I went through to Stockbridge market, the dearth of cheese having become serious.

When I got off the bus in Leith I could distinctly hear 'Flooers o' the Forest' being played on the bagpipes so walked up to the merchant navy memorial that we'd visited last Sunday. There were quite a few folk there, including lots in uniform and some in top hats; there seemed to be an official wreath laying ceremony going on. Think Tweedy predicted something of the sort when she saw my blip last week, but I'd forgot to check it out.