Berwick Law

The birthday boy put in a bid to go mountaineering today.

I enjoy walking. I'll happily walk for hours, especially if there is shopping involved. I've been known to manage the stairs in Harvey Nicks once or twice.

But Berwick Law , at almost 200 metres, nearly qualifies as a Munro. Almost Everest, in fact. Nonetheless, I gave in as gracefully as I could, since it was he-who-is-seldom-obeyed's special day, and gathered up my crampons, ice pick and St Bernard.

But my friends in the traffic polis were smiling upon me, as a road closure down the way forced us to end up in Dunbar instead. Where I came upon this handy model of the mountain at the harbour side.

Job done.