Not a blog post, just a touching-of-base to assure you that I am alive and well. Archie is here, about to catch a train south to spend the half-term week with his other granny. Edinburgh is in the grip of a marathon today which makes it doubtful whether we will be able to get to Mass at Our Lady Star of the Sea in Leith; or whether Archie can get across Princes Street to the station and his train.