As a joke, Stephen's mum accused him of being in Scotland last weekend and not visiting her.
I want to categorically state that we definitely were NOT in Edinburgh last weekend. We absolutely did not fly up on Friday and spend the weekend with Eve and Chad. Nor did we have a meal with the family on Saturday. And there is absolutely no way we went to Rosslyn Chapel on Sunday to have a look around and gawp in awe at the Apprentice Pillar (and, no, its nothing to do with Suralan Sugar!).
It was definitely not us who were in Wildfire restaurant, or any of the bars around Charlotte Square and George Street on Friday. (Although there is a funny story about Wildfire. They had to check the booking (which we absolutely didn't make or turn up for) as there was a Spark who had been in for lunch, and had also booked in for Saturday night which threw them when they checked the diary and saw Spark on Friday too. In a "small world" moment, it turns out they were from Birmingham and had taken the train up that morning...which confused the staff further as I had explained our late booking due to flight times! I wonder if they were relations! It would have been funny to walk by and see a Stephen clone having dinner! But as we were nowhere near Edinburgh that was never going to happen...)
I also didn't get to have, for the first time in years, a White Pudding supper with saltnsauce....so I can't comment on its deliciousness and the succulence of the saltnsauce slathered chips. You can take the girl out of Edinburgh....and you absolutely cannot let her back for a quick visit!
I also cannot tell you that it was freezing, as I wasn't anywhere north of Worcester, and so I didn't have to go buy Stephen a Harris Tweed cap, nor did I in any way wind him up by buying him a "Jimmy" hat for a laugh.
Absolutely not us having a laugh and a coffee in Edinburgh
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