On December 30th, we went to Dunbar for a walk. It's one of a series of seaside towns that line the East coast of Scotland, South of Edinburgh. In the Old Days, people from Edinburgh would actually go on holiday to Dunbar or North Berwick, but now it's only the two of us. We often go for walks, taken from books of walks. Often these are writtem by a man called Jarrold. His powerful imagination means that the routes have no relation whatsoever to the terrain. Possibly, this is because they were all written in 1956. But our latest book was fine. At first the weather was fair, but later it snowed.