Dear reader, We got a bit restive with the idea of staying home between Christmas and the New Year (while Brett nor I were working, for a change), and so decided to arrange a last-minute trip to Edinburgh, just because. We went up by train (about the same price, and similar time, and much easier than flying), following what the train proudly declared to be 'The Route of the Flying Scotsman'. Being the second day after Christmas, the train was packed and most of the seats were reserved, the only seats we could grab were in the canteen car. The couple opposite us were of the type documented by Bill Bryson as as 'away-from-home-Tupperware' couple. They entertained themselves for about three hours by periodically breaking out and then packing up new installations of food from their
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