I had completely forgotten that today was the day that the Scottish Defense League were holding their not-a-march*, and thus the day that the anti-fascists would also be cluttering up the centre of town, and thus the day that there would be police everywhere and the buses would be taking three times as long to get anywhere.
But we managed to get breakfast in town (mmm, fried breakfast with haggis), buy me some new shoes**, pick up some food from Tesco (makes a nice change from the selection at Sainsbury), and I got my hair cut at Julie's hairdresser's***.
Food now in the oven, to be matched with an episode of Castle****, and then some flat tidying.
Tomorrow, there may be fun :->
*Having been told they couldn't have a march they decided to have a stand-still. You can click on the picture for more details.
**It's an endless source of frustration for Julie that I can walk into a shoe shop and come out within five minutes with a new pair.
***Julie's trying out different ideas on my hair to see what's going to suit me best for the wedding. She thinks that my hair looks best three months after the cut it just had - so I have a note in my calendar for mid-December to see how it looks.
****We're halfway through season three. It's very silly, terribly predictable, and great fun. Not sure what we're going to replace it with when we catch up.
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