The Blue Wall

An evening well spent, although I think mine was unbelievably better having supper with neighbours, rather than drinking Budweiser and smoking a fag beside the blue tiled wall in Fountainbridge. Still, each to his own.

With an altogether better day than yesterday we are heading out for a walk round the policies before testing out the new kid on the block, a Café Nero newly opened this morning after a trail of misfortune over the last month delaying its advent. We are beginning to be spoilt for choice of coffee bean in the vicinity.