Awake and into domesticity with the Ciglettes due in a day or two; and the much talked about brunch at mine disappeared into the ether as the lad exited to Ibiza. So I took myself off to Her's and then out to revisit the revamped Saughton Park where we used to work a lifetime ago. 

A sunny day daw the park rammed and then onwards to check out BehindDoor7 at Murrayfield and into town for a coffee in PSG; notable for the swathes of McDonald's debris strewn across the place.

To Her's to cook a chicken or two and a rather splendid chicken / artichoke salad with sweet potato fries. Beer to wash it down before I exited; She has another week to work whilst I can look forward to a stress free Monday morning...