I went to see Previously Fat Mac, but he’s once more gone to seed, and is now Fat Mac again. He can’t jog any more, due to a sore foot, but I at least managed to get him out of his house and up to Cockburn Street to see a rather strange yet interesting photographic exhibition by Ângela Ferreira at Stills, Scotland’s Centre for Photography. Her exhibition was about Mozambique.
I had planned to follow this up afterwards by taking him to the National Library of Scotland for a presentation about Livingstone and the ordeal of The Congo, but as soon as we left Stills he headed for the nearest bar and started to talk about buying a bottle of whisky.
The only way I could take his mind off whisky was to buy him a pint, and of course one pint lead to another.
At least he got some fresh air walking between various pubs.