Leaf alone

The plasterers arrived so early that I was forced to scuttle up to Bruntsfield for breakfast. Listening to Grayson Perry's Reith lecture as I went, as advised by this wumman.
There are several 'laugh out loud' funny bits which of course puts you in a difficult position if you're moseying along the pavement trying to keep a straight face rather than laughing uproariously like an unhinged old weirdy from Shandon.
And the sky at times was full of blown leaves. I mostly missed them as you can see.
After that, and a brief shop for a new man bag (success!), it was down to clear that boat out and start hunting down the leak in the coachroof. This could take some time.