A Lemmy Latte in Starbucks

As usual the guy wearing the jacket was one of the most polite folk you could meet. Although I'm sure there must be an Edinburgh by-law against this kind of thing.

In other news I managed to keep a straight face when someone confided to me that they had managed to convince their son to sit his chemistry exams rather than enrol in Clown School. There's regular and lucrative work on the child party circuit apparently. I might check it out myself.