Optimo

A cracking day today. Roz and I headed out to the Sub club for about half eleven. After all, a weekend clubbing in Berlin is great but it's just not Optimo at the Sub Club. It was nice to get something a bit more melodic and less pounding to dance to.

We left at about half two though as Roz was knackered and had to face the drive home. It was good to get out for a dance though. It was straight to bed when I got home though as I was back up at half nine to head into town. I'd got a place for the artist talk David Eustace was doing at the Scottish Gallery on Dundas Street. Mackie picked me up at the bridge just after ten and we headed straight in. A good talk again, although a couple of hours shorter than the one he did at the college. The show itself was great, if you're in Edinburgh go up and see it. 

I'll head back at some point with Roz now I know the Mads Mikkelsen photo he did isn't in it and I'll not need to extend the mortgage to buy a copy. There was one print of a guy called Simon in Beirut that, had I had the money in the bank I would definitely have bought for the living room.

Now settling down for Chimichangas and a quiet evening. Might even open teh super posh rum we brought back from Berlin.