Luncheons

We go a bit odd in this country when the sun comes out, don't we.

Exhibit One: bloke sitting on fairly precarious perch on 2nd floor. Presumably because the sun's out. You'd think that the safer Princes Street Gardens a mere 1 minute walk from his front door would be more comfortable and condusive for soaking up some vitamin D. But maybe he realised that his wireless signal wasn't strong enough and he couldn't bear to be without his laptop.

You can just make out the faded lettering of the word "luncheons". What would the ladies who used to lunch in Crawfords, make of this young man?