Loving Leith....

....lovely day in our fair burgh. Lazy start to the day with a blander about the shops in Pilrig (new cycling mitts for me). It's Open Doors weekend, so I may go for a wee nose poke somewhere interesting this afo.

Here is Ken Buchanan, arguably Scotland's greatest boxer and world champion until his bout against Roberto Duran, who popped him a low blow to the googlies after the bell; the home ref gave a technical knockout to Duran as Ken lay holding his now empty baw sac.

My Pop (grandfather) who was Ken's manager and friend throughout his professional career. As young children we'd excitedly wait at the old Turnhouse airport for my Pop to return from the USA, Japan, Panama and other exotic locations....these were pre-internet days and so gifts and sweeties from these countries were something really special, and afforded significant bragging rights at school. Mrs Scobes abhors boxing; but when it's in your blood its in your blood.....I love it (Guilty pleasure admission).

Letter from the administrators for Artisan Ltd this morn' to say that the bed we ordered and paid for 3 months ago won't be delivered because they've gone bust.....bugger!