Princes Street part II

Today I suffered the effects of too much good company at the SMWS - discussing my impending Stag. Today was punishment for that fun, a trip into town to escort SJ to the shops.

My. Idea. Of. Hell

crammed nose to tail Buses, queues of cars waiting to get into full car parks (I mean, what is that all about?), hectic rushing barging people with arms full of bags and lines of worry on their brows.

Festive cheer and goodwill to all men? It didn't look like it from where I was standing.

This on the other hand is what christmas is about - a surreal moment in the Chaos of Princes Street. I was here sanding on the road and looking at the tram works working overtime with a slack jaw (I mean, workmen working? what is the world coming to?) when music started and a makeshift fountain started up.

A crowd gathered, the stresses of Christmas shopping momentarily forgotten - a little bit of festive cheer at long last!