January 7th - Whitton

Had to leave for Edinburgh by private bus for the annual village trip to the panto (Oh joy!), so ran first thing, before breakfast. Steady trot up to Whitton Edge with both dogs. As always, pretty creaky at that time of the morning, and the 40-minute run only just about cleared the cobwebs.

Pictures show the plot we've bought, immediately left of the small copse of trees a bit right of centre in the picture, and on which we'll be building later this year, and Thowliestane Hill on the neighbouring farm, with its rather fine iron-age fort.