For anyone desperately looking for a non-Valentine’s blog today…
Today I have been thinking about … parking.
Here in the village, I rarely park, I walk. Roads, built and shaped long before cars, don’t lend themselves to parked cars, and winding country lanes don’t make for safe parking spaces. So we walk, and breathe, picking long grasses to trail in the breeze.
But if I go into Edinburgh, heck! this tinylifer has to know exactly where she is parking. I need a plan. On Chamber Street, maximum four hours, but the museum is right there? Or for free, in Meadow Bank or Ocean Terminal?
The reality is this: if I choose to park at Chamber Street, I can pay.
And if I choose to park further away, I can walk as far as necessary.
If you have to make a choice, at least it means that you have a choice.