Harbour

I decided to go and take in some political shenanigans up at Morningside, that last bastion of the peoples’ party. I’d never seen our Kez in the flesh before and she spoke pretty well. Lord George was there, with his unmistakeable hooter and gut, but otherwise celebs were thin on the grund. Nobody knows you when you're down and out.
So, a call in at the son, and then back to pick up boatie post. There was a keen wind in from the east and a grey light hanging over the harbour. Although it was starting to lighten, it never warmed.
So, off back up town to see Homo Sapiens, a film about the “finiteness and fragility of human existence and the end of the industrial age. Powerful images of empty spaces, ruins, cities increasingly overgrown with vegetation and crumbling asphalt: the areas we currently inhabit, though humanity has disappeared.” Yes, yes!! Could have done with a better selection of places though. Where was Granton?