Mixed day, started sunny, then pissed with rain.  What am I to wear, shirtsleeves, my artic weather gear, my Summer wear.  After work, gave up on guessing the rain showers.  Figured out I was inside most of the time, and it didn’t really take long to dry out.

Started of badly in the evening with Neil, some sob story about leaving his keys in the wife’s handbag, Wednesday being the day she was out at some meeting.  First time he had heard of this.  I admit this all does sound rather familiar, why do wife’s do this to us.  So a few pints with him at the down at  ????????

Then on to Grassmarket and the Petit Paris.  Hey, they remembered me, the French waiter was there and the spiky haired waitress.  Where had I been, it was over six months since I had been there.  I was given a Pernod and some nuts as an aperitif.

So what did I eat,  the Goats Cheese wrapped in filo pastry, followed with salmon and fresh water crawfish.

Then it was back to the hotel.  Quick visit through Whistle Binkies to see what was happening, but no drinks.