Again I find myself fighting sleep as I come to write this. It would probably help if I wasn’t lying on the bed, but bugger it.

So, we’ve been coming to Edinburgh for years and have convinced ourselves that the one o’clock gun is a totally made up thing. After all we have been present at many, many 1pms and never heard it.

We’ve even been in the castle at the right time and never heard it.

And then today, we heard it.

It scared the crap out of Carole, so it must have been real…