Good pics! Looks damp & miserable though...
Well yeah, it's festival time. Even in years like 2006 when the rest of the summer was glorious, August is always vile. Cold, wet, miserable. The forecast for next week includes hail. I was in the pub last night and when I came out it was thundering and there was a river of water running down the Royal Mile so deep and fast that it was taking all the rubbish bags down the hill with it!
I usually take a week off in August to mooch around and do festival stuff and in the weeks before that week, I sit sweltering at work and spend hours fantasising about sitting in the Pear Tree garden with a supply of long vodkas and a good book, and as soon as it becomes my week off, it rains and the temperature drops to single figures.
Nice pics Anth. I think your next theme should be "the feral children of Bingham."
