Duh-de-de-duh-DUH

Tom has been very interested in my cinema trip on Saturday night. There's a particular fascination for things that grown ups can do/see and how desperately unfair this situation is.

So, as a payoff, I've had to give him a potted synopsis of Apocalypse Now - and focused on the helicopter scene. He's now wandering around shouting 'duh-de-de-duh-DUH'. Gawd knows what Mrs. B is going to say when she comes back from her calming yoga session.

In other news, went up Calton Hill at lunchtime. Does the lensbaby bring any interest here?