Parisian side street

Wellnow, as any Embra person will know, it's not actually Paris, but the Athens of the north. Like my blip a coupla days back, it doesn't look very Edinburgh. But as it features in 44 Scotland Street, then it must be an Edinburgh institution.

And talking of Edinburgh institutions after meeting up with chums who I know in a way tooooo convoluted to explain we had a wee nightcap in Hendersons.

And home early (for a Friday). Is there anything more poignant than an auld bloke on the 10pm bus home, with a tartan shopping trolley.

Off to watch a DVD now. Night night.