Wednesday's child

I prised my eyes open for an appointment this morning earlier than I'm used to. It all ended up being a bit of a waste of time to be honest. But I was up by that point, so I tried to make the best of it.

I took a wander along to the National Library on George IV bridge, as apparently they had an exhibition of Scottish Sci-Fi treasures. Unfortunately, exhibition was something of an exaggeration. The program listed it as a display, but even that was sort of pushing it for one display case full of books (many of which I own).

Ending up back home with nothing of significance on the old memory card, I set up the tripod in the window and blipped myself again. I appear to be trying very hard to channel the mana of Tom Waits (more so than usual).