Have to get up early today to take the Lexus to the garage to see if they can
fix the leaky sunroof.

Kids were on strike from school today to take part in the biggest industrial action of this generation and they were doing what any self respecting striker was doing when I left the house this morning and that was still sleeping.

Well done girls, you've taken more industrial action than those dole biters
camped out in St Andrews Square claiming benefits and complaining about
capitalism.

Anyways, I drop the car at the garage and have some breakfast, my plan being to
meet Dad, Eric and Grant for some lunch at the Murrayfield bar.

It's a fair walk from where I am but I have time to kill so I take the scenic
route and set the iPhone to shuffle.

Now the clues in the title your never quite sure what your going to get when its
on shuffle. So before I know it I'm singing along to songs that I should really
delete from the library. I'm giving it "I'm the daddy of the mack daddy" and I
must be getting into the swing of as I get a smile from a passing mum with pram
as I walk past like Huggy Bear, giving it "Act like you know, "G" go I know what
Bo don't know"

I get to the bar to meet the men folk, but it's been strange seeing some
changing parts of the city that haven't seen on foot for many years. G agrees
and he makes a reference to the nineties, but I explain to him that I don't
remember most of the nineties they were just a blur.

However, he goes on to tell us about his up and coming wedding plans and how he
popped the question in Gibraltar. Turns out that he picked a nice secluded spot
in the shade, amongst the monkeys, Anna's like oooohhhhhh look at the pretty
monkeys and just as he gets down on one knee he notices one particular monkey
spanking the monkey, well not actually spanking another monkey, I mean as in
interfering with ones own monkey, ie the monkey attached to the actual monkey
and not a different or separate monkey, but rather one and the same monkey fiddling with its monkey bits.

Anyways, I digress, he asks Anna to marry him (just don't look at the monkey
luv) and she says yes!

What's even funnier though is his mate Gordon visited there a couple of years
previously and one of the monkeys jumps on his partners, daughters shoulder and
bears its big massive fangs, it's about to take a chunk out the kid when Gordon
by some sort of instinct reaction punches it square in the face and the monkey
tumbles off and runs away. One of the locals complain but what are you to do
when a large monkey is going to take a chunk of flesh out a child. Well done
Gordon, punched out a monkey.

In best Steve Irwin voice (rip, your a legend) "let's see how angry this monkey
gets when we stick a foot up it's arse"

I leave the pub and take another walk along the water of Leith walkway and spot
a massive Heron, I am just about to take a picture when this thing takes off
except it's clumsy and seems like its not watching where it's going. I'm
considering ducking for cover or throwing myself in the river but luckily it
changes course at the last minute. My goodness bird, did you take flying lessons
from a penguin or were you just born clumsy.

I walk through the underpass at Balgreen thinking that at night this could get a
bit Harry Brown and I spot RIP Smiler 2004. I have no idea who Smiler is, but
clearly this must of been important in this tunnel to be immortalized in such a way.

When I pick up the car, its not fixed, because it needs a new sunroof, but the garage says that they will pick up the tab which is fine and its on order from Lexus.

I get home and the girls and I show our true colours and parade around the livingroom, the girls wearing their workers caps and che t-shirts as on this occasion we believe that "strike is right".

Dont get me wrong, I dont usually condone strike action in general, but as stated before this is one household that wont be crossing a picket line near you anytime soon.

Now, Im not turning Commy or anything, indeed im not even turning Citizen Smith, but its about time that we stopped getting walked on by the government and very simply got a fair deal.

In the words of Wolfie Smith, "Power to the people, I've got battles to fight and Rights to right "

Viva la revolution,