Thursday, 28 July 2011

Breakfast the One-Hundred-and-Ninty-Ninth

Special K and strawberries.
Edinburgh is gearing up for the festival and I am winding up to digging out my bicycle bell. I intend to terrorise all the jay walking tourists. I wish we could have all the fun of the festival without the crowds. And the noise. I often wonder if visitors just forget that some people actually live here, and have to get up early on weekday mornings.

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