I have eat them now

It was hard to concentrate on the Roseburn to Leith consultation plans at this afternoon's drop-in due to a very snotty gentleman whining at a blameless Sustrans rep that becuase HE doesn't want a nice segregated cycleway along West Coates that NO-ONE should have one. Having his opinions described as 'unusual' made him ever more keen to attempt to exhibit them further, and less polite in so doing. Amos was doing the thing where he whispers and mutters so quietly that he cannot be made out even when perched a few inches from my ears; he was perhaps passing comment on the angry person to Jones the Steam, who had accompanied us.

Rice cakes are probably the smallest thing able to be eaten whilst wearing thumbless mittens, but when these two had worn off on the way home he de-gloved himself in order to more effectively execute the hand-snapping universal gesture of want.