Timing

It's all in the timing.

Sometime you get it just right sometimes - not.

I almost didn't step out this lunchtime. But how could I pass up such a fine spring day.

After hanging around the lanes around Bread St for a while I found myself wandering into Princes St Gardens when I say a young girl carrying her Norwegian flag.

It was then I remembered that I read on Ingunn's blip yesterday that today was Norway's national day, and that there is a Norwegian memorial stone in the gardens.

So I wandered round there and sure enough there were flags and flowers all set out beside the rock. There were some PA speakers and a microphone set up too.

So I hung around waiting for some people to arrive. It was then I remembered I had a meeting back at the office in just 10 minutes. Quite gutted then as I was leaving the gardens to hear the parade arrive in the distance. I got a brief glimpse of the flags etc. over my shoulder through the trees but by then I was rushing in the other direction.