Wet day in Aberdeen

Another wet day in Aberdeen.

So here was the plan: spend four days checking out the Edinburgh Festival. Stay in Glasgow's Malmaison and commute. Comedy would be seen, posh meals and large breakfasts would be eaten, comfy beds slept in and long baths had. Then back to Aberdeen on Thursday in time for tea and scones.... Only I'm me. So with a hideous inevitability things have started to unravel (not all of my own dithering). And I'm now altering my plans almost by the minute.
The sad truth is what always happens when I try to plan things and I've got very good at improvising my way through situations.

It's just sometimes it might be nice if I didn't have to.