Edinburgh by night

I wake on the floor in Em’s living room. The world is sleeping.

First stop Penicuik to have snow tyres fitted. I trawl the charity shops and then shelter from the train in the old town cafe. Poached eggs on muffin. Put off tea.

Home. Move sheep. Clean chicken shed. Pack bags. Nick gives me a lift into town.

Bus to Waverley. Train to Kinghorn. I have a reduced vegan sandwich from Boots - smoked salmon and cream cheese devoid of either.

Claire has 3 hours stood down. We drive to Falkland and, as we arrive, she receives a recall message, so we turn around and head back. We play cards, eat, watch a movie, and go to bed early.