Preparation

Finally home. Train got as far as Croy. Local buses only seemed to go in to two stops in either direction. Then word came that they were trying to organise buses. That turned into taxi's.
Now, Glasgow or Edinburgh. Obvious, no way was I getting stuck in Glasgow.
Route home had three fallen trees, one Jaguar sign now leaning against a Jaguar and a head sticking through a skylight admiring the mangle of ariels on the roof.
At this time they could do a remake of an old childrens program with a slight modification - 'Children of the Bins'.
Once home I go online to get contact details for the lecturers and there's a note saying it is closed for today. Now when did that go up?
I'm assuming there is a good reason why they took of a number of gondolas and then turned the wheel so the gap was at the top.