We arrived in Edinburgh and I had a packed next day. Shane and I went for brunch at Mortonhall campsite with Wendy and Stuart hosting from their camper van, serving sausages in a roll and copious coffee, along with three other friends and two dogs. We had a jolly tasty time and I learned a new bus route as I set off from there to go straight to a visit to my sister and then hurried back for a dental appointment. I got time to put my feet up at night as Bryn and Nye did the cooking, making pancakes, which I think are too good to have only one Tuesday a year and Bryn is a dab hand at making them, like his dad. Nye was on duty to make a savoury filling. It was a slap up, no Shrove, delight with various sweet options to finish. I had the traditional lemon and sugar.