Turns out the answer was two jumpers, a shirt, a long sleeved thermal t-shirt, a vest, one pair of trousers and some long-johns.
Though this was just a dry run, to see how many clothes he could actually fit on, should the temperature warrant it.
Though this was just a dry run, to see how many clothes he could actually fit on, should the temperature warrant it.
Yesterday I got some new shoes, which is useful as my only remaining pair had come so apart from the sole that I was scooping up puddles and spraying them in front of me as I walked.
My socks were understandably very wet.
My socks were understandably very wet.
Weekend was lovely.
On Friday we went to Teviot, and then to Faye's flat where we did colouring in and Liz snapped the handle off a mug because it was looking at her funny.
Saturday went to the Farmers Market where Pete bought some jam only to throw it on the ground. (He was swinging the bag around, bag snapped - jam everywhere. I laughed.)
Afterwards went to Brass Monkey which is a gorgeous pub that plays films for free everyday in the back room. It's full of these huge sofa / mattresses and all snuggly and lovely. We saw Footloose and it was GLORIOUS. THEY PLAY CHICKEN WITH TRACTORS. Some guys weren't impressed as they'd come expecting to see Total Recall. We on the other hand came expecting nothing, and in return got everything.
Had a pub golf pub crawl with the Art College lot on Grassmarket.
Lost most of my pint in the Black Bull whilst dancing quite spectacularly to the Dirty Dancing soundtrack. I'd say equal parts on me, the floor, my dance partner, our spectators etc...
Got asked by security to get off the table in Biddy Mulligans. But, in my defence they were playing The Contours, and me and Emma were only dancing. Plus they are ridiculously overpriced.
Sunday evening we watched Source Code at FilmSoc then slipped into the Drouthy Neebors pub quiz just in time to nab some complementary buffet.
Yesterday I baked Georgie a cake because she's got chicken pox and has been quarantined in her flat for the last week. We were supposed to be going to Rocky Horror night at the Hive. Instead we ate cake and drank Baileys.
