Some things ....

... you don't blip. Like the person sitting on the parapet of one of the bulwarks of North Bridge, above the station, considering, I assume, jumping. Plenty of folk were standing on Waverley Bridge though, watching and taking photos. My bus passed along Market Street, at 5.15 p.m., just as the drama unfolded. By the time I went back, 15 minutes later on a #41 Market Street was cordoned off and North Bridge closed. I hope he (I assume it's a 'he') is ok.

It was chilly today and the leaves are turning - quite autumnal.

Tonight I was at 'The Guid Sisters' (les Belles-Soeurs) at the Lyceum with mum (E having gone to a fjord). I wasn't sure if I'd stay awake. I did - it was hilarious and poignant and sad and very, very true.