Went into town by bus after breakfast with some of the others.  Popped into the National Gallery and marvelled at The Monarch of the Glen, which I had never seen in reality.

Then by shuttle bus to the Modern Art Gallery to see an exhibition about collage.  That was interesting too.  Rather than go back into town to come out again, I walked back to the Guest House along the river, which was exceedingly enjoyable, if a little damp.

Now time for a shower and change before the festival itself gets underway this evening.