They say street crime in Scotland has just hit an all time high.

The last few days have all been quite unusual; except in the kind of way that makes me think maybe it's all the other days that I see a less complete reality.

People in the street trying to predict my future, keep finding money on ground etc, meeting people I know in alleys full of pouring water, having 7 course meals by candlelight in freezing apparently derelict buildings, space hoppers and skipping ropes, champagne and scrambled egg.

Buildings are made of angles and textures.

The old people on the bus are all worried about bird flu.