90 minutes of dropped internet connection and then out into the grey for a couple of local ones and then back onto the road with J-Dawg and a trawl around EH4; the soothside, and as the sun broke through we hit Porty before a quick romp back through Leith to Craigleith.

Some victories, some losses. Ah well. He dropped me home early afternoon and the internet continued to fail; so I packed up and hit the office; logged on as everyone else was leaving for the holiday weekend. Fuck Buttons and Analogue Bubblebath for a soundtrack and the work I needed to do got done.

To hers to get the full story on the failed physio and the ensuing aftermath; pork with honey / mustard glave and a cold glass (or two) of sauvignon blanc.