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A late stint at the hairdresser's meant a quick blip of the cobbles (or are they setts?) and the disused tramlines in the late sunshine in Leith.

The problem with hairdressers is that you are there to get smartened up and want them to focus on your heid and they just like to chat. I've been going to mine for years and he leads a very glam lifestyle, mainly in New York, so loves to tell all when he's back. That involves a loss of concentration on both sides until I see my severed ends piling up at an alarming rate.

So, I may be shorn a bit too much again but I do know almost everything there is to know about Diana Ross and Barbra Streisand. Even if I didn't want to.