Coming to you live from Edinburgh. A city that I like the feel of, yet don't know why. It's like London in many ways; full of eastern Europeans and Indian restaurants, packed with expensive cars and aesthetically pleasing architecture.
But I've spotted something very disconcerting, something no Sri Lankan will understand or feel comfortable with. I've seen quite a few men on the streets already and have checked and double checked but there's no doubt about it. They're wearing skirts up in these parts.
Can you believe it?
Not like us Sri Lankan men, they're actually out and about in these things. Kilts or something like that they're called.
There'd be an outcry if we did it, if we went out in such attire, but they get away with it up here.
And as I type this on New Year's eve I ponder of the events of the last year, too many to list and too many to mention but you've probably read about them on this blog anyway.
Funny how things pan out eh? I'm sitting here with theonetruecoolguy's godson about 2 feet away from me. Who would have thought that would happen?
Big Happy New Year to all.
Plates, Pubs and Pigs.
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