Sunflowers

It being my last slot on the Fringe this evening, I was very glad when Dave appeared home early - due to there having been no boats arriving at Inchcolm at all today, so no visitors. This was due to the presence of a couple of cruise ships in the Forth, and the wee boats doing tendering for them. (You can see one of them in the distance behind Pensioner's blip).

So off up to Royal Terrace again - the usual rushed get-in/set up/sound-check then an hour's singing. Very hot and stuffy, although only about 25 in - dread to think what it would be like full (capacity is allegedly 80!). Very nice to see lots more folk I knew - several OU types including Shandonner, and a couple more blippers - annejohn and marchmont! But no chance really to speak to anyone....we managed to go to Joseph Pearce after with Ford and Julita. It was lovely to see her again. Home for a wee dram and a collapse into bed.

While we were waiting in the bar area downstairs to get into the venue, I was rather charmed by the Ukrainian door stop.