Locked Out

Up town to meet R&T - at the Lady and the Bear across from Summerhall. Look, I’m not going to mention the price of their brunchtime plates, given I could comment on the oh so interesting conversation. Let’s just say some people are more self-centred than others. Gawdsakes. Long suffering I yam. We are.
Then we looked in at the Peter Sacks exhibition at Summerhall. I fancied a walk back. Bad idea. Bloody tourists. The pavements are barely passable. A brief stop in at Talbot Rice and home. 
And then Hearts away to Rosenborg - the SK soooo kindly (and skilfully) hooked up the TV browser to PPV! We still have hope for next Thursday, though at some point it’ll end in tears for sure.
What about that Virgin Galactic though, being presented as some good thing. It’s not. Bloody tourists.