A breath of fresh air

The morning after the night before. As predicted it was indeed very messy, I made it home by one in the morning - and for a change I managed to restrain myself from hammering the free bar (my head and liver are thanking me for it today). I had today pencilled in as a holiday but thought I'd rather keep the day and use it elsewhere so I headed in to work.

The casualties were here, bacon rolls in hand and looking bleary eyed. I chose to go for a bracing walk/slide up Calton hill where I almost came to grief more than once on the black ice, however the views were superb.

Almost hometime , only a couple of hours to go and then it is the weekend, hooray!