Sleeping lots at the moment; but I managed to drag myself out for a school run and then a clatter around the neighbourhood on a bike. Sometimes nice, sometimes OK.

I had an enjoyable chat with Ted's owner in Clovenstone; a decent canter down the Calder Road with a tail wind; a bizarre overheard conversation as I queued for coffee - 3 girls were looking at Facebook

1: "What's his name? Evan?
2: "Naw it's Euan. "
1:"Are ye sure?? That looks like Evan..."
3: "Sakes...it's no Euan. .that's a fuckin W. . ..how can that be Ewan....?"

I ended up at hers (she was WFH, so I did too) before some tacos and a twilight cycle home after the rain.
You get used to seeing unusual things in my line of work; but taking your cat to the Meadows whilst it's balanced on your shoulders as you cycle through Tollcross was a new one on me.