Day Eight - 12:55pm, 8 January 2019
Arriving much later today, the Water of Leith is the busiest I have seen it this year. There is a group of walkers collecting outside the visitor centre and a mother and two young children walking along the main road in front of me. The boy and girl are peering intently into the water, hoping loudly for fish. They are disappointed; again, loudly. Their mother chivies them and they move on. I continue to look, scanning the river banks for signs of life. I don't see anything either, though I can hear birds above me.
So I take my picture and return home, where out of the sleeping bag on the sofa creeps a child whose resolution has been to enjoy every minute of the last day of his holiday, which seems to involve not getting out of his pyjamas. But with a play date impending, he springs to life, leaving me thinking everything is right with the world.
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