Sunday 6 October 2013--I make it to breakfast this morning, but go back to bed, and don't get out until well after noon. Shop for a new power
cord for my laptop--the old one is frayed, and is misbehaving. Then I explore the area around Charlotte Square, streets I haven't seen before.
Have a burger at the Alexander Graham Bell, a J D Wetherspoon pub--I'm too lazy to look for something else. Retire to the Stockbridge Tap, where I
have a nice wee blether with a fine old gent named Adam. I think he might be the original Adam.