Scotland the BRAVE

Brave is the word. Have you seen how many ugly people there are up here. It's like Idaho or somewhere, honestly. The only hot guy I've seen was called Jonny and he was from Brighton.
What a festival though.
Oh God. One morning I woke up with my feet resting on a perch. And I mean the fish. That's the kind of crazyness that goes on in that city of Edinburgh during August.
So, what's happened?
Oh God, loads.
I've been accepted by the British so wholeheartedly I've decided to stay a bit longer. Also, the gorgeous and mysterious Janice Fudd has arrived. I found her straight away at the airport because she was wearing a sort of historical costume that she'd picked up in the U. S. that consisted of a kilt, two gloves and a long long scarf made of elephant skin or something. Whatever! She looked cool, but people were laughing at her. Honestly, the Brits, they think they're so cool with their slim people and their gay ways, but they don't fool me. I know there's far too much salt in their diet.
Love you

Mx xxx