Monthly Archives: April 2009

Up and out of the hotel by 8:30. Quick taxi to Waverley Station and on the 9:30 train home. All with very minimal fuss. The weather turned grey and ugly, the rain started as we left the station. Our departure … Continue reading →

Today was a day of two extremes. We enjoyed both the best tourist attraction and the blurst. An interesting parallel. After a decent sleep in, we set off for the bus stop to Ocean Terminal and to the Royal Yacht, … Continue reading →

Awoke to the sweet strains of Born Free, sung with gusto and a strong Edinburgh accent. The workers are back, just outside our window, taking the scaffolding down or putting more up. At least they have the decency not to … Continue reading →

Our first stop this morning was to be Costa’s on Waverley Bridge but, sadly, it was not yet opened and so we ventured further along Princes Street until we found the most unappealing café we could. This turned out to … Continue reading →

I realised I’ve been remiss on my bathroom comments. That is because all was well. Water hot enough, pressure great, controls easy to understand. But wait! There was one, tiny, odd thing. The hot tap at the sink turns the … Continue reading →

Up and out by 9 so Mirinda could get a train to Livingston for a meeting – the secondary reason for our visit. A short walk to Waverley station, a bagel breakfast and Costa coffee and then she was gone. … Continue reading →

Up early to pack and get the dogs off to the kennels, then a long, painful journey into the station with a gammy-legged suitcase with only one wheel. Like dragging a dead body, it was. As we boarded the 9:58 … Continue reading →