Ready to Go!

Micturition is a much more sophisticated noun to describe what happens when a huge number of furloughed male youths gather in the Meadows without recourse to any (closed)public toilets. Not that that has ever been their first choice of venue anyway.

It was a word penned by the crime writer Ian Rankin who lives along the road for me for a local newspaper and who witnesses, as do I, the goings on over the railings on the Meadows on a day like today when the south Edinburgh under 25s are celebrating lockdown in their own inimitable style with group hugs, cans of lager and much micturition. Trees and walls are put to use regardless of the overlooking flats. There is no shame for them in flouting public decency and no law enforcers to hold them to account.
It’s particularly bad at the moment with the good weather, nothing open and no jobs for them to go to.

For my part, as you can see from my blip I have armed myself with the wherewithal to enjoy my afternoon and evening in the sun. I have some chocolates left as an accompaniment ........... and the Lady blames her burgeoning thighs on the cycling!!