On a roll now, two in a row so far and the night is still young.

Took myself off to The RA at Loanhead last night, sadly it was not the warmest of night, still below freezing, and not much warmer in the Hall. So with a poor attendance we just had a quick meeting and then a bit harmony.   Several of the lads are also members of the "Widows Sons"  the Scottish Masonic motor cycle club, and they have a charity run out on the 3rd December on behalf of the Masonic Homes.
Today, with a dramatic change of temperature,  yes, no frozen assets to worry about, I saddled up the Steed of Steel and headed into Edinburgh.  Just as well that I used the bike as the traffic was pretty bad so I was able to diddle in and around the poor souls stuck in their motors.  
I am not sure whose supporters they were, but at Roseburn I watched as several Police officers on foot backed up by three cars were escorting a crowd of supporters towards Tynecastle Stadium.  The youths had their faces covered with scarfs, balaclavas, etc, and had a drummer who they were chanting along to.  Very sad that there were hundred of other supporters making their way to the game, causing no problems, yet this group presented as the stereotypical football hooligan. A shame for the other sixteen thousand supporters who enjoyed the game which Hearts won.

Heading homewards I called into the Morrison's store at the Hunter's Tryst looking for one of their so called Black Friday bargains,  what a load of rubbish -  (Black Friday deals I mean), made my choice and headed for the Express Checkout,  bad mistake - worse than ScotRail, took ages while the assistant blethered to her pals and then the man in front of me just simply dithered.  Lady before me would have burst a blood vessel  had she needed to wait any longer.  She was "kind" enough to give me several examples of how customer service has deteriorated over the years, all in the name of progress,  and how correct she was.