Color, colour, couleur

Standing at the bus stop last night and Alistair Darling went past, on his way to the Scotsman office. That's Edinburgh for you.

There was a bit more oomph in the office today and we ate cake, my Christmas cake.

Busy night, and now I need to choose colours because the painter needs them tomorrow.

Come back, oomph, come back.

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