Managed a long lie which was a bit of a surprise, although Mrs. B. had apparently been up during the night ill.
Headed off to town on the bus, and went looking for a bacon roll - which proved a bit of a problem. We went into the Waverly Centre which is full of the so called fast food outlets, but at 10.45 the only one who had done bacon and egg rolls had stopped and was back on the plastic burger range. The whole place was plastic cups, paper plates, etc. So we went to Jenners where I managed to get what was described as a "luxury breakfast" , six items and toast, not much choice and most were a bit hard under the hot lamp - however it filled a gap, just.
My non eco friendly bone idle (how many men does it take to look in a hole) workmen - were causing the usual chaos having dug up the road outside at the start of the so called tramworks in Princes Street - this is not even funny any more and these lazy so and so's will be here for years.
Went for a wander round the shop, but with lots of building work in progress it was too noisy - but we did speak to Lindsay in the Clarin's section - she even had a feather duster, perhaps used for remedial treatments. I also had a wee neb at a couple of new pens in The Pen Shop, but at £550 it would need to be able to spell better than me and write lovely script.
Eventually made it to The Standing Order, George Street, to see Archie (Pole dancer) who was later joined by his lovely wife Tracy who had junior ( baby Austin) with her. baby Austin is getting bigger every day and in his carry cot looked like a trainee astronaut getting ready for his space trip.
Had a nice wine , GB , South African, with a bit lunch , also met up with Bert Hamilton who was his usual miserable self - and then we headed for the West End before getting the bus home.
With a good light there was cope to get a couple of nice photos - the lady is on the roof of the National Art Gallery at the bottom of the Mound, then the Scott Monument, nice shot of the Balmoral Hotel, and then the statue of the Duke of Wellington outside Registry House, who was being watched by yet another crane driver whose crane was spoiling our lovely skyline.
Manged to doze off on the bus -not like me, but home to get feet up.
Headed off to town on the bus, and went looking for a bacon roll - which proved a bit of a problem. We went into the Waverly Centre which is full of the so called fast food outlets, but at 10.45 the only one who had done bacon and egg rolls had stopped and was back on the plastic burger range. The whole place was plastic cups, paper plates, etc. So we went to Jenners where I managed to get what was described as a "luxury breakfast" , six items and toast, not much choice and most were a bit hard under the hot lamp - however it filled a gap, just.
My non eco friendly bone idle (how many men does it take to look in a hole) workmen - were causing the usual chaos having dug up the road outside at the start of the so called tramworks in Princes Street - this is not even funny any more and these lazy so and so's will be here for years.
Went for a wander round the shop, but with lots of building work in progress it was too noisy - but we did speak to Lindsay in the Clarin's section - she even had a feather duster, perhaps used for remedial treatments. I also had a wee neb at a couple of new pens in The Pen Shop, but at £550 it would need to be able to spell better than me and write lovely script.
Eventually made it to The Standing Order, George Street, to see Archie (Pole dancer) who was later joined by his lovely wife Tracy who had junior ( baby Austin) with her. baby Austin is getting bigger every day and in his carry cot looked like a trainee astronaut getting ready for his space trip.
Had a nice wine , GB , South African, with a bit lunch , also met up with Bert Hamilton who was his usual miserable self - and then we headed for the West End before getting the bus home.
With a good light there was cope to get a couple of nice photos - the lady is on the roof of the National Art Gallery at the bottom of the Mound, then the Scott Monument, nice shot of the Balmoral Hotel, and then the statue of the Duke of Wellington outside Registry House, who was being watched by yet another crane driver whose crane was spoiling our lovely skyline.
Manged to doze off on the bus -not like me, but home to get feet up.
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Had a great steak yesterday and met a lovely young member of staff called Christina. Lovely irish accent and a wonderful character. You choose them well.
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