By hazelh

Fairground ponies and cockerel(?)

I don't think that my lungs are ready for hard exercise quite yet. So instead of a Thursday run, my main exercise today was a walk up to town with Mr hazelh. 

Our mission was modest: simply to look at the Christmas market and fairground attractions. We took a break in the café at the National Gallery for tea/coffee and a shared scone, and on the way home I bought a snazzy black sequinned maxi skirt (in a real shop, at full price!) I blipped the fairground ponies and cockerel on George Street.

We celebrated St Andrew tonight with haggis, neeps, and tatties for supper.

Exercise today: walking (18,434 steps).

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