Queen of Scots, Edinburgh

I found a Cobb in Scotland. He seemed a fine lad, and I informed the family that we are well represented. My last trip up to Edinburgh, I took out a bunch of Scottish lads in a poker game, kicked up the shoes at the Dundee blues festival, basked in the Scottish sun, went swimming in a loch (tick) in a glen (tick) - convinced a Scot to likewise (tick), in his boxers (tick)

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The harrrr, north Yorkshire

Days here ''uup north'' in yorkshire are warm. A thick fog rolled in from the ocean early in the week and had yet to lift until yesterday - they call it "the harrr" and it's a classic Sherlock Holmes, Wuthering Heights narrative... London's West End story telling, hollow stage props for the 'The Woman in Black'. Thick fog. You the know the one - perfect for murder. I am living in most civilised digs whilst up here, a piano concerto last night, g&ts on the terrace, mary jane shoes etc etc. A far cry from the nutured yob in London, although i be equally fond of both guises.