Rain up There

It’s all kicking off on the neighbourhood whatsApp again. Groan. There was a petition, an innocuous enough petition in some eyes, calling for SEPA certified "bathing water status" to be granted to our beach. Why not, indeed. The small print however ties in some supporting infrastructure requirements, much of which is OK, like accessibility. Some not so much. Public toilets anyone? Anyway, the promoter of said petition was adamant. No toilets would be needed. Cue article in the Evening News with bold sub-heading, "Residents have issued plea for toilet facilities at a busy city beach." Quoting said promoter! Effing eff or what. No joke when it's been passed at a Council sub-committee. I get onto the journalist. Much froth. Twitter aflame. Facebook aflame. Eventually from journalist, "Hiya, that article was not supposed to go up! It was a mix up. There is an updated story. I'll send you the link now." It’s like the No10 press office here.
Up town to meet Mr Sitting and have an enjoyable coffee and chat. Not long enough, we both agree, but at least we got the only two stools in Soderberg rather than sitting out in the rain at Cairngorm. 
Later, a wee film; a tip from JS, Two Distant Strangers which won the Oscar for best live-action short film. Excellent and available on Netflix! Talking of the Oscars as we had been, an almost un-Guardianish article slipped through into Friday’s edition by one David Cox. Maybe I should contact the journalist to find if there has been a mix up there too..