och aye the noo

Too predictable? well I had to leave 'hoots mon' to pheobe. Thought I'd post a few thoughts from north of the border where, I have to say, it isn't 30 degrees plus and the sea mist is still rolling in. At least our grass isn't fried to a crisp. I am beginning to see where the scottish bitterness comes from.

I'm set up in a cosy little fishermans cottage on the edge of edinburgh, and if you head out along the harbour wall you can see the forth bridge, and over the way is the kingdom of fife which beams us digital telly we can pick up with an underwire.

Here is a pic of our street, you can't see our cottage (cos this photo is off the web, I'm too lazy to take my own!)



You are all invited whenever!