Much as the thought of standing in the street contemplating the clouds (see what I did there?) all day long might sound appealing to some, I have better things to do with me day. That said, whilst I was standing at the bus stop this afternoon (Monday) on my way home I happened to look upwards and this was the sight that met my eyes.
The building – one of the most bizarre on George Street, in my opinion – is 121 George Street, Headquarters to the Church of Scotland. I feel obliged to make some sort of joke about the sun shining on the righteous… but as I was once told that I was “going to hell in multiple religions”, perhaps it is time I learnt a little self restraint. Or maybe it’s a little late for that…
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