Port O'Leith Bar, 11.42pm......

....enough said really.

Final troop night of this term, sun was shining so an easy evening with lots of outside activities.

Met with up with big Pete, Chemical Mike and Glasgow John for a reflection on the England footy result. Pete's the only Englishman in our party. He prefers watching the games in Leith; although he gets some stick for being an England supporter, the ribbing is good humoured and he avoids some of the ill informed bile he encounters up in the Burgh from, "middle class wankers", as he puts it. A proper Old Skool disco was about to kick-off in this scene.

Kept my alcohol intake moderate because I'm driving a bus full of Beaver Scouts to North Berwick for their annual BBQ tomorrow. 1,2,3...Oh we're riding along on a crest of a wave and the sun is in the sky, all our eyes on the distant horizon, look out for passers by.....etc.