In between the guy who forgot the keys for the place I was supposed to be looking at and the mystery in Morningside, I spent a little time photgraphing the brightly coloured ourdoor furniture of a Swedish coffee place (Akva) by the canal. Or more accurately the reflections of the colourful furniture in the screening for a building site. And then finding the screws that fixed the shiny black panels gave a nicely skewed twist to it all. 

And then I went back to sunbathing.