We walked to the beach at Tyninghame this afternoon. The wind was unseasonably warm, there were a few spots of rain in the air, but the light was gentle and so the colours were rich and wintery.
And as we were passing the spot, I had to go over and inspect the rocks where I tumbled and broke my wrist. They look pretty innocuous to me, so I am still none the wiser as to how I came to slip. Hey ho!