The calm before...

Despite regular visits to get my teeth checked in Oman, it's always nice to get it done properly in Edinburgh and I was met with the usual 'aaaah lovely' utterances from my dentist who thinks I've got very nice teeth. I still don't have any fillings, which is rather good and probably has a lot to do with having one of those toothbrushes that shoogle really fast.

A lunchtime wander along the Water of Leith (courtesy of an expert tour guide) encompassed some interesting movie related chat (about willies, boobs and Spiderman), the witnessing of monkey-type athleticism under a bridge, regretting not having any blipcards on me, and getting completely and utterly soaked. I've just about had it with my manbrella, which only managed to keep my left shoulder dry during the dreadful downpour this afternoon.

C'mon Embra, is one day of sunshine too much to ask?