Acrobats.

Or should that be posers?

Merlin was back at the vet today with a continuing eye problem which is failing to respond to treatment, we have booked  him an appointment with the optician. After that we took him for a walk along Portobello beech and came across this trio, probably posing for publicity pictures for a pending performance in The Fringe; they'll have to practise the dismount before doing this on a hard surface! The guy in the hat took great pleasure in dusting the sand off her bum.

It was then on to a quilt show where we had lunch and I realised that I have a new and elevated status as "The Linus Lady's Husband." It is always possible that this is a great honour - but, then again . . . .