Back to Reality
I didn't see anything going on around town today, and I was out and about for at least a few hours in the downtown, so I'm going to go out on a limb and say things seem to be calming down. I did hear that there was a bomb scare in Birmingham, but I haven't heard any of the details, and I'm almost afraid to check online.
As for what I will tentatively call real life, things are going surprisingly well. I'm beginning to get used to the buses here (I have finally ridden on the top of a double decker bus. I don't feel the need to repeat the experience again soon -- they sway), and work is at the point of being tediously boring for most of the night. I know, I quit my last job partly because it was boring, but I'm not nearly so bored during the day. I'm still squeeing to people that there's a Castle! In the City! That I can go to!
Tonight at work there was a wedding, which involved a lot of men in kilts. *grin* Kenny tells me that yes, kilts at weddings are normal here, and that yes, there will be a lot of weddings. Since I just came to Scotland for the boys in kilts (or the sheep), I'm a very content person.
Too bad I haven't been paid.