Tuesday found Buttoned up being taken for a walk, winding itself around various railings, starting at the Uni Health Centre, hanging out around the Library Cafe, viewing the flowers down to Mayors Walk, stopping at the cemetery, to dwell on the transience of existence.

Entwining the rails over looking the headstones, bliss it was in this spring day to be alive ....

Further into town, the maroon railings of a corner Georgian villa drew me to them, and made me wonder why this was converted for business use, and not kept as a dwelling place. 

The porch of the central entrance of the King Street Crescent called next, and I fitted myself to the white painted wrought iron tracery. Carrying on I was drawn to the bright blue of the Student Housing's rail and sunned myself thereupon.

Carrying on into the Central Lending Library, I curled around the new members chair's chrome frame-work, before wrapping myself around one of the balustrades overlooking the music section. On the way out I checked my reflection in the wraparound mirrors while hugging a banister.