They have ploughed up some of the grass in Edinburgh’s Princes Street Gardens. It is proper ploughing, the kind with deep furrows. The three-year-old and I even saw the tractor responsible, it was on a trailer being pulled out of the gardens up a near impossible slope near Waverley Station. We were both taking a break from the Edinburgh Science Fair at the City Arts Centre, and walking hand-in-hand in the sun (yes, blazing sun!). The TYO wanted to take a closer look at the furrows and to poke them with a sharp stick. ‘What do you think they are going to plant here?’ I asked. He responded without hesitation: ‘Potatoes!’
So, Albert Bartlett and your Roosters, you may soon have competition. If not from the TYO, then from Edinburgh Council. They need to pay for the trams.