Back to the Grind.

Just walked by Stuart Murdoch doing his usual thing (i.e. taking photos of indie-looking girls in vaguely school uniform-type clothes). I'm beginning to think he had a very odd education...

My return to work didn't start too auspiciously, as it turns out - within an hour, Id almost given myself a concussion and ended up with a cut forehead for my troubles. Still, at least it gave me something to do other than mooch. I have the feeling I'm going to be reading an awful lot over the next few weeks.

Just a quick checklist as much for my own benefit as anything else:

Places visited in the past fortnight.

1 Castle.
1 Beach.
1 Parents' home, replete with barely restrained insanity.
2 Botanic gardens.
3 Museums.
3 Parks and gardens.
4 Art galleries (+ 1 art show - no Patti Smith, alas).
9 Bookshops.