Sixteen

Saturday so no reason to get up. I did some choir stuff in bed and then once up hoovered and ironed before going out to meet L. Her train from Dunblane was delayed so I sat in the Scottish Café with a coffee.

Then more coffee and a scone and while she went to the Impressionists I did the RSA and the National Gallery.

We followed that with a very long, leisurely late lunch in David Bann's before a walk up the Cowgate to Greyfriars Kirk for The Sixteen. Amazing singing.