Tired and tyred

Being a chronic insomniac, rather than fight it this morning I got up at 5 - it's amazing what you can achieve when everyone else is unconscious, maybe this sleeping thing isn't all it's cracked up to be. The day's tight schedule was scuppered somewhat when I realised one of the car's tyres was looking decidedly soft and the lads in the blue overalls confirmed the worst when a giant nail was found. Hmmm.

So, rushed about the rest of the day and only managed to make the tail end of a barbecue and cram one burger in before the flames were well and truly extinguished.

Meanwhile in Holyrood the food festival was attracting lots of attention. Wonder if it's worth a visit?