Took off as predicted looking for the local Spar store, however, this being Sunday and the ladies keeping us back the store was shut !! Major problem, no wine, etc. so we headed for the main city centre to try the big store - BUT it was also shut .
On passing we spotted a board just a few yards off the main street saying that a new Italian restaurant - "Isola Sarda" , Anneessenstraat 35, was opening with special offers so we went in . It was nice, the staff, Micky; Emanule;Daniele: and Doaon, were so friendly and welcoming. The place was quite busy considering that we were early and with little persuasion we had three lovely pizzas and a nice pasta. The chef even did a private birl of his dough , just for us.
Emanule was playing some cracking Italian songs so we had a bit of a sing song over our dinner, all taken in good spirits and well worth repeating - Micky even had a look at the drawing of the boat with wheels and agreed that William was very disturbed. We wish them well in their venture, and thank the very much for the after dinner digestives.
Next, heading out past a couple of sex shops and girlie clubs, where , William who has been sleeping in the single bed, proved that there might indeed be life in the old dog yet !!(Photos to follow). He even found the local bookies shop , but it was a bit too late to get the results of his Friday bets.
Despite Paul's efforts to say there was no store open on a Sunday night we found two quite near the flat , one owned by a young Pakistani who had water pouring through his ceiling, which sounds a bit familiar ( and with Sparky mark so far away we cannot blame him). So we acquired emergency rations !!
Having left there we wandered though some back streets and ended up in a wee "Nightstore" only a 100 yards from the flat where we were able to get even more "emergency rations", which we are currently taking advantage of.
Currently in the flat dealing with these rations and William and Sandra are talking about the time he came up to Edinburgh, when the building trade was quiet, to work for Danny and Katrina - who then had Patch and Ben the two spaniel dogs - now long gone.
Tomorrow is yet another day.
On passing we spotted a board just a few yards off the main street saying that a new Italian restaurant - "Isola Sarda" , Anneessenstraat 35, was opening with special offers so we went in . It was nice, the staff, Micky; Emanule;Daniele: and Doaon, were so friendly and welcoming. The place was quite busy considering that we were early and with little persuasion we had three lovely pizzas and a nice pasta. The chef even did a private birl of his dough , just for us.
Emanule was playing some cracking Italian songs so we had a bit of a sing song over our dinner, all taken in good spirits and well worth repeating - Micky even had a look at the drawing of the boat with wheels and agreed that William was very disturbed. We wish them well in their venture, and thank the very much for the after dinner digestives.
Next, heading out past a couple of sex shops and girlie clubs, where , William who has been sleeping in the single bed, proved that there might indeed be life in the old dog yet !!(Photos to follow). He even found the local bookies shop , but it was a bit too late to get the results of his Friday bets.
Despite Paul's efforts to say there was no store open on a Sunday night we found two quite near the flat , one owned by a young Pakistani who had water pouring through his ceiling, which sounds a bit familiar ( and with Sparky mark so far away we cannot blame him). So we acquired emergency rations !!
Having left there we wandered though some back streets and ended up in a wee "Nightstore" only a 100 yards from the flat where we were able to get even more "emergency rations", which we are currently taking advantage of.
Currently in the flat dealing with these rations and William and Sandra are talking about the time he came up to Edinburgh, when the building trade was quiet, to work for Danny and Katrina - who then had Patch and Ben the two spaniel dogs - now long gone.
Tomorrow is yet another day.
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