Noisy beggars

Another day, another bloody parade down the Mile. This was 'the Riding', symbolising the connection of the parliament to the people - or a great excuse to walk around with silver letter-shaped balloons and enormous papier mache heids.

The pipes and drums came to a complete stop in the vicinity of the office and proved something of a distraction - which is odd because normally, on a Friday, wild horses wouldn't tear me from my desk...

The fun also distracted me from the Friday bike - I went to check on it though. It's rusting up nicely.