On the Beach

Hardly room to catch up with events, which is a bit frustrating. How can I be expected to have an opinion if I don't know WTF is going on?
First up, the digger was round to revisit the garden. We sat in the sun and had coffee and some very wonderful pavlova, before stirring ourselves and surveying the slope, or Côte de Granton as I think it will henceforth be called.
Then off to the beach with the neighbours to do a community beach clean before pulling on the kilt, visiting maw, and arriving at the red carpet of the EIFF closing gala. A remake of Whisky Galore! which went down very well - though I do say it's not a patch on the original. Followed by a very fine bit scran over at Mother India with J&L.
Home for a bit of PJ, no no, not Proby, the wee lassie. From Pilton apparently. She's ower thin that one.