Lovely sunny day here, albeit very windy.
Took a slight scenic detour back from buying milk just now and had an exchange with a passing tourist that made me smile.
Dad walking with his family, all clearly having a lovely day but also clearly puzzled by something and talking among themselves. Tourist Dad caught my eye and smiled as we met at the pedestrian crossing:
Tourist Dad: Excuse... er... what is? *wafts hand under nose gesturing for smell* where does popcorn smell come from?
Me: *puzzled for a moment, then smiling*, No, that's the brewery you can smell.
Tourist Dad: Brewery? *looking around* where is brewery?
Me: About a mile down the road that way, but it's the malt, *smiles* very characteristic Edinburgh smell.
Tourist Dad: *laughs* we wondered where the popcorn smell came from but it's brewery?
Me: Yes, you can smell them making beer.
Tourist Dad: Ah! *smiles broadly* better.
Me: *nodding emphatically* Yes!
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