City looking gorgeous in evening sun so trek home from office in the deepest west end was fantastic. Spotted some unknown vistas in my own city.
Also a guy riding a classily restored Dawes tourer up the Mound. Massively over-geared at the front and eschewing the biggest cog at the back, which was odd. Really toiling. Hope he doesn't expect to tour Scotland on it.
The @unhurt reciting poetry in their head (Gender-neutral pronoun there despite them claiming to have ovaries on here. Could be a Wasp Factory thing.) on the way home.
Then the return of the Cameron Toll lion. Spanish lady, a heavy metal dude and me all fighting for its affections. Collar said 'noli me tangere'....