Old town

I'm on the trail of my deeds (because the dear old Forestry Commission are trying to do a land grab) so I was at the National Register at Meadowbank this morning.

I walked back into town through Holyrood, past parliament and up Calton Road. I took a detour into the cemetery, because it looked so inviting, before catching up with some of my pals from Amazon before grabbing the train to London.

It's a bit warm down here, but I guess I'll cope. Better than being 6 foot under topped by crumbling masonry, anyway.