I have worked out that on average, it takes 3 hrs to get out of the flat. This morning proved this statistic. We headed out eventually to try and get a light for the sitting room (failing miserably)so decided that we should try and get lunch at Toast in Marchmont. We also failed to secure a table there - but sat outside of the patiserie next door. Joseph insisted on pushing his buggy into oncoming traffic - and there were a few moments when both Catrin and I would have been happy for him to do so.
To relieve the tension of a stressful morning - where most of us were either grumpy or grumpy with everyone else - I took Grace to see Shrek 3 with Phil, Gregor & Ruaridh. This was mildly entertaining - but was worth the entrance fee just to see Grace's excited face a few moments before the film began.....
I went to a stag party in the evening - at Stooshies on Victoria Street. It's been a long time since I was out on a Saturday night...and I felt very old. Everything is so loud - it's no wonder the youth of today shout at each other - they are all deaf. The food and company was good. It was Ben's stag party and he was the last surviving batchelor of my Craigielaw golfing fraternity....
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