Princes Street

I ended up leaving my car last night at the pub and had a few pints with colleague G.

I walked home after midnight (as I'm too tight to get a cab) and realised my house keys were in the car. Doh!

MrsT wasn't best pleased at hearing the doorbell go near 1am!

So, this morning I scootered down to Livingston South Railway Station to meet G who had my car now. After breakfast at Di's Diner we had a site meeting in Seafield before a meeting on Rose Street.

I dropped G off at the airport then headed into the office for month end expenses.