Just realised this post was in for Saturday instead of the Friday....


Met this weirdo tonight while up town with Sam. He tried to control the whole queue for the taxis, sayin' who could go next and where we should stand. Who the hell does he think he is? The festival police?, certaintly loks like that in his outfit.

Sam had a bit of a go at him, whereas I tried to convice him in lettoing me take this photo for blip. He is from the borders and spends his August's up in the Edibnurgh festival causing bother.


I'll applogise now for any typos/erros. I'm a bit pissed and not quite with it at the mo.