Cold and Clear

Saturday: Levels of genital shrinking coldness far above acceptable levels of saftey. Any plans abandoned in favour of hybernation under duvet, with the aid of electric blanket.

Eventually struggled up early evening to head into darkest Leith for Mo Fo's house party wit M.Riot and Mama Riot. Good shinding, amazing flat. Abandoned early in favour of the last bus home.

Still needed to hike up the last leg myself, on which dash I snached this touristy blip on the Bridges.