After getting the lads out the door to school, I had a 0930 just up the road; but hey - I figured I'd maybe drop by some of the ones I swerved yesterday as a result of the puncture. It was a bonnie day; warm and sunny (for January!) So I had a quick shoosh about the 'hood; with some interesting results! The 23 flats where the landlord has gone bust and the flats are being repossessed. Ouch!

Anyway, I got back in just over an hour after I'd left and had no sooner sat down than the boss called; a £1.5 milion pound emergency that need my expertise. So instead of knuckling down to write a multitude of reports, I dug about on a new thing before once more mounting the bike and heading off out. 

I knew it was doomed to fail, but I constructed a plan as I made my way Leithwards. And sure enough, 2 octogenarians who's first language is not English were unable to supply the necessary answers. A deadline looms and I think we're going to get found out (I'm merely the last throw of some very desperate dice throwers so I'll do what i can but I've been handed something that should have been dealt with eons ago; not left to the last second of the last minute - it's been 20 years in the making!)

Anyhoo, as I was out, I took the opportunity of taking lunch with Her and we strolled around the Meadows with a frolicking hound in the sunshine.
I further pushed my luck and took in the Philip Archer exhibition at the Open Eye and also dropped into the & Gallery just around the corner. 

Home; exhausted by the day's turn of events; not helped by yesterday's similarly full on day at work I managed to write some e mails before them lads returned from school; in need of sustenance and coaching for impending French prelims.

Later , for kicks, I plugged in the NTS-1 and the T-8 and got them to speak to each other. I think I might finally be getting a small degree of proficiency with analog synths. Although the complete sound track to the as yet unmade film is still some way off.