Missing

Sitting on the steps
Near the Usher Hall
Listening to the Olympics
And the new gold medal haul
I began to miss my capital
More so than I usually do
For this time only last year
The nest to town I flew
Alas it was only short lived
The cost it crippled me
But it doesn't stop me thinking
That Edinburgh is the place for me

Especially at this time of year. I love the hubbub of the festival, all the people and tourists milling about, street entertainers, shows and general happiness. I'll move back one day after I've fallen over a bag of money ha!