Rainy Days and Sundays...

Nothing more terrifying than balancing 3 rather acclaimed and fab dancers on the top of a very tall historic building during a mega Edinburgher El Nino imposter gale-force wind.

The umbrellas survived all of 4 secs but enough to allow some "novelty" shots of a prima ballerina practically disappearing off into the har over St Gile's.

Things brightened up endlessly when we burrowed into the warmth and dark of Camera Obscura's INTERIOR.

We had so much fun that it really mad me sad. This time next year i'll be stacking baked beans or pedigree chum in Tescos, a whole different kind of RSI.

Perhaps not...

...only blip will tell.