Poor Adam Black

He does appear to be the perch of choice for the gulls. This one chased another one off his napper to claim the prime position. I took lots of photos of sunlit architecture and all that pretty stuff over the weekend, but other aspects of the Edinburgh experience were fairly icky to say the least. I imagine Adam is thinking something similar to what I was thinking witnessing the state of All-Bar-One's toilets. I'm shuddering and squirming at the memory. All the stag and hen parties did take a whole lot of sheen off the place as well. All-in-all, it was great to see my pals, and it's a stunning city, but I'm far more fond of little Inverness.