As the sun was setting and the snow started falling gently from above, the good people of Edinburgh made their way home for the evening. The wind had all but disappeared and the snow fluttered down, landing all over the cobbles on the High Street, near the top of the Royal Mile. The bells of St Giles could be heard rising as the couple made their way back towards the Canongate, the lady using the umbrella for a little shelter from the elements. It would soon be Christmas Day, the bells would ring all over the city from Greyfriars to St Cuthbert’s, from The Canongate Kirk to St Giles Cathedral and not forgetting the Tron Kirk…the anticipation would grow and the people would celebrate, as they had done for so many centuries, quietly, purposefully and without change.
A very Edinburgh Christmas.