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Although in my place it's quite hard.

Well I took my franchise for a walk round the lesser known closes of Edinburgh yesterday in search of my polling station, though whether I spoiled my paper by voting for a party or with a picture of a kitten is for me to know and you to guess. Photos of the crazy close I found while lost will be appearing in a photoblog near you soon...

Everyone is to go away immediately and read The Eclipse of the Century by Jan Mark. Trust me on this.

I wish my phone were better at taking surreptitious pictures of people. I would like to have captured: the woman on the bus who had elegant black strips in her naturally white bob, the huddle of guilty looking bishops smoking fags outside the general synod meeting, the insane hippy dancing up to people in Princes Street gardens and playing the pan pipes at them, the two Mormons complete with name tags sitting at opposite ends of a bench with sandwiches with I'm-not-talking-to-you faces and three tiny Japanese women with Hello Kitty bags and England strip football shirts. I ♥ Edinburgh.

And today was the last event for a couple months, which so rocks. Phew.