Edinburgh Castle in red

I always say that the night of the Festival fireworks is the saddest of the year in Edinburgh. The fireworks mark the end of the Festival and - with it - the end of summer. For those of us who work in academia it's the signal of the start of three hard months of work ahead without a break.

Of course the blow is softened when you watch the display with friends and then roll home to drown your sorrows with your fine whisky supply until the wee small hours...