Waiting for the bus

It was my turn to help out in the John Buchan Museum again this morning.  The museum is on the shady side of the street and the door opens onto a draughty passage so I was freezing cold sitting in my spot beside the door.  When I finished it was quite a shock to feel the heat from the sun outside.  I met up with Mark and Mary afterwards and we had lunch together.  

The ladies in my picture looked as if they might be waiting for the bus back to Edinburgh.  I liked the little garden in extras