A whistlestop visit across the border for 36 hours in Bonny Scotland. Having got to bed at 3am on Sunday morning it was up at 7 to drive to Heathrow and fly up to Edinburgh for a conference which I'd helped to organise and where I had the pleasure of chairing a session.
All work and no play would of course make Damian a dull boy, so there was at least a Sunday to meet with Pam (new plan gained on the Jordan trip,)with lots of walking around the city and the chance to sample vegetarian haggis, which I would have thought was a contradiction in terms.
So Sunday was spent walking, talking, playing board games and looking at holiday photos, before the conference on Monday (which included a lock down due to anarchists outside the building!) and a late flight home resulting in it feeling like I had been away for weeks, not 36 hours!
Airport shuttle - aimed at tourists perchance?
Pam in the Botanic Gardens
No idea where in Edinburgh this was, but it was pretty!
