Today I get to savour the last of my birthday presents - tickets to see the All Blacks play Scotland at Murrayfield. It's many years since I've been to a live rugby match, probably not since old mate Vincent Mortimer took me along to see the All Blacks playing at Eden Park in New Zealand. So today's fixture should be exciting, even if being outdoors during November in Scotland is not always wisest. I'll be wrapping up warm, that much is certain.
Had quite a day of it yesterday, sprinting round Edinburgh from one meeting to another. Came home to a surprising phone call that's left me with a big decision to make. Can't say what it is yet, as there's a lot of implications to ponder and I'd rather give myself the time to do that in private. Sigh - never knew I was so coy. Anyway, time for breakfast. I feel a fish finger sandwich [with plenty of lemon juice] calling. Just need to cook it first. Onwards!