Another day, another castle

Ahhh...

J'adore

Time to kill in Leith

I have had an hour to kill in the Leith area yesterday and I have ended up walking until I reached the Great Junction Street with it's intriguing mural - I wonder why this girl is asleep in her bed while the parade is taking place?

August in Edinburgh

I was recently grumbling about which month is the worst to survive in Edinburgh - August or December. With winter still so far away I am more and more inclined to decide that it is August aka The Festival month, which is the winner with it's packed cafes, hordes of tourists, mess of discarded leaflets and airforce jets flying above our little flat with a terrible noise every evening around 10.30 pm for the duriation of the famous Edinburgh Tatoo.

I must say that I grumble a lot these days but if you would have to put up with all that on top of unpredictable weather, crowds and coos upside down and too much neverending work, you would feel a bit down as well. What will I do when December comes?

Fahrenheit and photography

I would not have believed it if I have not have witnessed it with my own very nose and ears as I was sitting right next to Simon in Tea Tree Tea this morning, desperately trying not to inhale too deeply...Agata had once a student who when entered the room, filled it up with their own mixture of sweat and perfume. Overwhelming experience, especially when one is not a smoker.

In my opinion this boy was using Fahrenheit , which one of the most invasive male frangrances I came accross in my life but that is not the point. Have a read here and please try not to pull your hair out or use any Dior male edts:
http://simoncroftsphoto.com/blog/?p=327

Fellow photographers

Joe and Dave in action (on the way to the WPP exhibition in the Scottish Pariament building) last week. Joseph was explaining something vividly to David, I think: