Monday
Today I used the local taxi firm to ferry me to Luton. My car needs MOT and probably some work to cure all the clunking sounds from underneath. Anyway staying away for 12 days, the taxi is a lot cheaper then parking at Luton. Arrived at Luton in plenty of time, I had a ticket number of 62, first time I have been less than 100.
Arrived at Edinburgh well on time, but was delayed at the cash machine. Needed some cash to get into Edinburgh.
Weather was fairly nice, was able to sit outside on the pavement chairs and tables for my happy hour supper at Petit Paris. Went the whole hog, and had three courses. Some lovely asparagus tips and smoked Scottish Salmon to start with. Followed on by Chicken in a Madera sauce with vegetables, Finally their excellent crème brulle. Then the embarrassment, I had gone out with no means of paying. No problem popped back to the hotel for my cards. Now I had been thinking of going to a new restaurant called Blonde that would have been a severe embarrassment, and a long walk.
Afterwards stayed in my room and watched England qualify through to the quarter finals.
Tuesday
Sunny all day, and then clouded over for the evening. Met up with Yura, and walked to Blonde where we ate. Nice meal, of raw Salmon to start, then I had Venison cooked in a red wine and chocolate sauce. Finally had a a marmalade flavoured source with my sweet.
Stopped at a pub on the way back just outside of St Leonards Street police station for a pint and to watch the football matches. Back to the hotel, and then out again to Whistle Binkies to see an excellent rock band play. The played excellent loud and heavy rock. Their drummer was incredible. Unfortunately I have no idea of their name.
Wednesday
Started off a miserable day. Windy and heavy drizzle. It then rained all day, except for a small gap in the evening, which tempted me out without my jacket. Big mistake started to rain again, and was still raining at 1.30 am as I went to bed.
Stayed late at the bank, and had a bit of pizza, then met up with Yura for a meal at the Songkran on Stafford Street. This is a Thai restaurant run by a couple of Thai sisters. I must admit I was not very hungry and just had a Thai Green curry and some beers. On leaving the phone free zone of the restaurant I picked up my messages which resulted in me jogging through the appalling rain to meet up with Ed and Mary in the Villager on George the IV bridge, where we stayed until closing time at 1.00am. Mary had travelled to Edinburgh to participate in her Yoga class. Hopefully we will see her back at the bank on Friday and Saturday.
Thursday
Still raining. It must now have been raining virtually solidly for over 24 hours. Its so dull and miserable. After work I went to watch the England/Portugal match at Sportsters a nightclub on Market Street with a few Bank people. Good venue, masses of TV screens including one huge cinema sized screen. Quite an enjoyable evening despite the result.
Oh and it has stopped raining.
You may wonder why there is no mention of food today. Could be because today was a liquid only diet.
Friday
Today is a lovely sunny clear day. Quite warm walking into work, bought a Danish and a coffee on the way to work.
After work walker up the road with Mary for a drink at the fish tank. Left her to catch her train back home, I walked back to the Bank for a drink in Clarks Bar with Andy Laing, Simon Stone, Neil Saunders and Willis Scott. Afterwards on to Indigo Yard with Neil and Simon. Trendy bar. It was a lovely evening, so we were able to sit outside.
Left there at around 10.30, picked up some fish and chips on the high street, and then to Whistle Binkies to listen to a couple of bands until 1.30 in the morning. The first band, who were already playing, were called The Rodents, original guitar rock and covers. They were quite good, though unappreciated by most. The second band I saw were called Big Hand, a Latino funk band. They appeared to be liked by the punters, I stayed for the first half and then decided I should be in bed, implementation weekend was starting. The road back to the hotel, Cow Gate was mobbed with people waiting to get into the night clubs.