Two Pints of Deuchars and a Skoosh of Sanitiser

I tagged along with S today when she headed up town to buy a couple of iPods. There were loads of tourists around, it being the Whit holiday weekend, and pretty unanimous in their total disregard for anyone else so before Victor Meldrew syndrome took me over completely I was guided to calmer waters. Obviously a soothing lunch was needed and where did we happen across but a fine establishment serving terrific and fondly remembered Deuchars and who served us up some excellent scran. It was great. We even got chatting to a couple at the next table; now when did that last happen? So long ago I couldn’t tell you.