After sleeping well into the Scottish afternoon, I’m feeling so much less like a zombie.

Been taking photos, and we finally saw a couple of shows. Also got to tag along our way into a couple of private parties for the artists.

I quietly snoozed a bit in my chair for the shows, which is a bit of a shame, since I was digging the performers. It wasn’t numbed boredom, it was totally the old body giving out.

I’ve now seen two women vomiting in real time. There’s also evidence of others having done in the same littering the streets. It’s like a Mardi Gras thang, without out the constant hot tits and including an accent that is tough to handle.

I finally have loaded some photos up, but I haven’t sorted through and deleted the shit. If you want, have a look.