A working week in Scotland.   In Aberdeen, the first time I have ever been there.  One different aspect of the Aberdeen airport was the number of helicopters landing and taking off.  I assume they were off to the rigs.

Arriving in Aberdeen with my fleece and water proofs only to be faced with sun.  Yes Aberdeen was sunny all week, though not yet warm. I was off to work at the Robert Gordon University, taxi into town with a chatty driver, who explained where the entertainment spots in the city were.  He also explained the city was called the Silver City, the mica in the Granite reflecting the sun, making the place Silver in the sun, though reverting to the drab granite in the more usual cloudy wet weather.

Made it to work in a large building on Andrew Street.  After work walked to Mint Apartments, about a mile away.  The company I work for had booked me into a hotel that was 15 minutes away.  Yes 15 minutes by taxi on a good day, 30 plus minutes during the day rush hour.  Google Street view also showed the hotel was stuck in the middle of an industrial estate with nothing around.   I cancelled this hotel and booked Mint Apartments, a serviced flat nearby.  Nice place, recently upgraded to a good standard, the place is cleaned daily and they even changed the towels and made the bed every day. Free Internet connection, a must.

I ate in the local Italian restaurant  under the apartments, friendly staff.  Should maybe have eaten there another day, but places to explore.  What else did I eat,  Chinese  down the road, large place in an office block.  Reasonable. price

Wednesday and Thursday I ate at the Monsoona on Bridge Street, a Healthy Indian Cuisine Restaurant. What is one of those  It turned out to be good.

Next day, a long day, lots of waiting around in Aberdeen airport for the  late flight home, and eventually back home just before midnight.  Drive back from Luton was fraught, no fuel, driving on empty.  The  road I was heading for was closed for night work.  This is were I found the vagaries of Sat Nav.  Took it ages to forget the route I had wanted to drive, despite the fact it did not originally want me to go that route.  Once she had decided not to take me down the closed road, she was to take me down the M1, M25 and up the A41.  Yes she, Hunni Desire was fixated on this route and would not forget it.  Luckily I knew where I was going and ignore her imploring.!!!