Hullaballoo

Bobo is 50 today and looking younger and more gorgeous than when we got together 2 years ago. We got up extra early time for cuddle time (ahem) real coffee and present giving. He now has an extra long lens for his camera (the modern symbol of virility replacing the more old fashioned steel sword), along with 2 beautifully painted porcelain canape dishes and, wait for it, an over sized candy floss pink feather duster with a stripy handle. I think this was the most popular present, the other two were perhaps a little too grown up.

We had breakfast of broccoli and cream cheese pastries, coffee, fruit and croissants at a Le Marché Français and dinner at a gem of a Scottish restaurant, First Coast, near the flat. After that we were so full of beautiful Shiraz and fine fish that we walked around the Edinburgh festival street threatre shows for ages, until we felt less like lying down on our tummies because they were so full. I was wearing my Austin powers mini dress (magenta and lime green diagonal stripes) with purple leggings and killer action leather jacket, and Bobo was wearing his white linen jacket and looked like he worked for the BBC. I didn't realise quite how revealing the dress was, until I got home and looked in the mirror - oops! Luckily we weren't plagued by the traditional Edinburgher cross winds.