Edinburgh 1

On Friday I had to go to COSLA and KIMO, which resulted in a Thursday night trip. As usual, Edinburgh was spectacular, and being the last week of the Festival it was rather busy. As Sue had business in Edinburgh with clients, we were able to extend the trip into a long weekend.

We went out on Thursday for a quiet drink – much as we love them, it’s wonderful to get a night away from the kids – and stopped at the Jolly Judge. As we sat outside, we were entertained by a group of 10-20 men and women doing the Tango (or possibly the Rumba) on a strip of lino that they had laid at the back of the University Halls beside the Assembly Hall.

They had obviously been there for some time, and it appeared to be a regular event, and for about an hour we were fascinated by the ability of the dancers. As a smooth mover on the dance floor* I was deeply impressed by their ability, and learned a lot about how to impress the ladiiieees.

* This is a lie. I dance like a geriatric.