Fine architecture by sunset

I love Scotland. I had the fortune to spend a year working in Glasgow in 2002/3 and had a fabulous time there. I was lucky enough to be back in the North this weekend to spend time catching up with friends Chris and Rhian and their new lives in Edinburgh.
The weather could not have been better – those beautiful cold light-blue low-sunlit skies which seem to be Scottish trademarks. We banished the cobwebs with a vigorous walk up Arthur’s Seat and a tour round the city on Saturday. We ended up watching a live gig of The Mars Patrol at Whistle Binkies and heading over to a “bad taste fancy-dress party” at the flat of one of Chris’ course mates.
Not keen on what turning up in my normal clothes to a bad taste party was indicating about my dress sense, I was grateful that, upon entrance, a bag of terrible charity clothes was duly passed around. Feeling oddly more comfortable having donned a blue cotton dress and 80′s crop top (over my shirt and jeans), and Chris looking fetching in a gold off-the-shoulder number, we were pretty glad there were no cameras. Nor people that knew me, come to mention it.

A view over the Forth

On Sunday a cycle ride out to Cramond on the coast and breakfast outside in the cold sunshine was just what the doctor ordered and necessary to justify the previous night’s over-indulgence and the need to keep the weekend Health Neutral ®.
The weekend was apparently sponsored by (or at least washed down with) Deuchars IPA and some very fine eating was enjoyed at The Apartment.