Another crisp winter's day.  From my office window I look out over the roof of Craiglockhart, with the Egg currently looking like a snowball flung from somewhere near the castle.

Hopefully the conference will run as smoothly as usual on Friday and everyone will be able to make it to the campus in good time.  Leave yourself plenty of time to wait for the buses would be my advice, though there's always the chance to skate home along the canal.