While the chief....

....puts sunshine on Leith.

Into Ocean Terminal today as MAddy needed new trainers. Gone are the days when teh must have items are the ten quid trainers which are the height of coolness because they've got wee lights in the soles. We left the shop with a fifty five quid pair of Nike 6.0s.

When we got home I headed down to Port Edgar as there was a fundraiser night some of the parents and senior members of the Taekwon Do class had set up to buy extra kit for the new gym. It was a brilliant night, the idea was a fight night with a twist. There were eight fighters, all red to black belts, that people could bid for either as individuals or a group, with the people who bid for the winning fighter taking half the total collected from the auction.

The twit was that the whole thong was done in Sumo suits which weighed about two and a half stone and didn't allow for kicking, or much punching for that matter.

The whole night was a blast and, between the fight night and the other fund raising activities in between almost a thousand pounds was raised for the new gym.