Tables turn

Dark this morning, clear but no moon. Juno and I had a lonely trek until we met Jake and his owner and we strolled round. It was a damp cold that penetrated my bones.

Work was a festival of fabulousness.

The cold and gravity (and possible too much rich food) ment a spritely walk to work to visit the gents. Then a game of toilet roulette. 2 cubicles, a man washing his hands which one. Just went for it and a welcoming hot seat on such a bitter morning. Got me thinking should there be heat sensitive toilet seats that change colour to white as they cool, could you image the heat shapes.

Stayed late at work to try and finish soem stuff, sadly met by police cars and ambulance in Lothian Rd, looks like a kid run over as passed the convoy outside sick kids.

As the green man allowed us to cross a loony taxi driver jumped the lights and bullied his way through all of us crossing, mental.

Home to a quiet night and setting up for a weekend of 45s and 100/3s.