A frantic Friday; I CBA doing OT so instead I set to with a meeting of the running club at school (met Katy, Isla, Kiera) - 2 weeks til KO of that.

Supermarket; work on the photos for Drumorty; then school for 1230. 

Demob happy boys - it's half term next week, so cheery bouncing boys exited the school into the playground.

And straight from school to town to meet Paw at the City Arts Centre; despite trying hard, he'd managed to avoid Edwin Lucas and had the bonus of the Robert Blomfield photos to add to his already viewed BP Portrait exhibition at the portrait gallery before we arrived.

We managed a coffee in the Fruitmarket (just missed the Emma Hart; it was down ahead of a new thing after the book fair over the weekend.)

So we went to Blackwells; Paw bought everyone a book; Iain Sinclair for me; before he headed off for a pre peak time train and we scuttled around the corner to Hers and arrived just at the same time as the new fridge. It's huuuuuge.

The delivery guys left it so I stripped off the packing and eventually we headed off home on a 47 to dine and bathe and sleep.

A revionist attempt to show the boys as keen readers and not the Fortnite fiends and Dream League Soccer addicts they actually are