Unsurprisingly, I slept like a log after yesterday's events but surprisingly didn't have a hangover, really achey legs though. Had a laze about the flat for a few hours then we drove to Edinburgh via the Kelpies (obviously). Had a wander and a late lunch in Princes Street Gardens then Richard, Tony and the Crackpot had to get on the road back to Sevenoaks. They dropped me off at my abandoned car, I went for a wander round my old haunts on Broughton Street, it was a beautiful evening, saw my friend Phil's new house. Seriously considering if I could move back to Edinburgh and commute to work, research has already commenced. Back to shandonner and bignonioides's for a bite to eat and a blether then home.