Yes - it was at my cousin's wedding, the son of my aunt and uncle who live on Kirkliston Road. In between the wedding breakfast (at 3pm - why do they call it "breakfast"?) and the evening do at Orocco Pier we walked out to look at the bridges.
It can be an odd feeling, looking at a photograph and knowing that you have stood in the same place and looked at the same view, separated from the other photographer in space and time. I got that feeling from some of your SF photos.
I hope you are recovered from your travels and travails?
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I kind of liked the International Orange Bridge, though not as much as London Bridge in Arizona.
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Serious reason: first meal of the marriage (breaking the marriage fast)...
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I hope you are recovered from your travels and travails?
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