Last of the sun

After a busy Christmas, with eleven of us in a house that is usually quiet with just Mrs P and myself, we drove the last of the family to Edinburgh for their flight home. Then an emergency trip into town to stock up on Actifed and cough pastilles - the little ones left a parting gift of bad colds for both of us to remember them by.

The sun disappears behind the buildings of Perth by 3:30.