Out doing a bit of financial planning and visiting maw before heading to the Lyceum to see the National Theatre of Scotland preview their upcoming season. For free! Sit anywhere too - we got a box! Very regal. In the adjoining box the official photographer dude was capturing the whole event for who knows whit. He'd been at it all day, with no sustenance, poor lad. So we slipped him a whole packet of fruit pastilles. I trust the photo he subsequently took of me with arty black polo neck will be suitably given a bit of a glamour glow.
Right, passes to print. London in the morning!