There is a light and it never goes out

Like most folk at this time of year I'm trying to cut back on the drink but it's so hard when the twinkling lights of The Oxford Bar are enticing me in.

On this occasion I managed to walk on by. Far too much work to do and besides I had (pauses for dramatic effect) been to the gym earlier.

Started the day with a trip out to the farthest corners of Edinburgh airport where there were people parked up writing down the numbers of the planes taking off and landing. Of course they could have been up to something else entirely but they looked a studious lot so I'll give them the benefit of the doubt.