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Why would anyone pay for holiday accommodation if they didn’t have to?  If you have a home in Edinburgh you could be sitting on a little gold mine!  Rent it out for the Festival if you don’t mind missing out on some of the fun yourself or – better still – swap it year round for glamorous homes all over the world!

Over the last few weeks, you might have noticed a few changes around the site. Informed Women's front page has been in something of a constant heap of upheaval and we've added a new Edinburgh Events section while removing or revamping areas of the site that were proving less popular than others. We've also streamlined the panels on the front pages and sidebars and smoothed away a few rough edges.

When researching sites for an article on how you can discover your ‘real’ age (your biological age determined by the state of your health rather than your chronological age) I completed a fairly in-depth questionnaire, confident in the belief that my biological age would be a good bit lower than my actual.  Boy was I wrong!

Am I the only one who finds the non-voluntary commercialism surrounding Valentine’s Day utterly excrutiating?  Oh the torture of sitting through an overpriced Valentine’s meal surrounded by couples who’d rather be facing a firing squad than one another, desperately looking around for another pair of eyes to catch and an end to the staged, enforced ‘romance’.
 

Everyone’s talking about Uggs.  Not those ugly little boots that shorten your legs and make you look like a pudgy-legged troll.  ‘Urban grans and grandpas’.  The hype says more and more Edinburgh seniors aren’t opting for the roses-round-the-door cottage in the country or even the mass produced one-size-fits-all depressing bungalow in Corstorphine. 

This morning I was pleased to discover that Mosque Kitchen on Edinburgh's Potterrow has been nominated in the 'Best Indian Restaurant' category at this year's Scottish Restaurant Awards. It's up against the likes of Mother India, also here in Edinburgh, and the Dhakin and Thali restaurants in Glasgow. On paper at least, there's nothing remarkable about this.

Even after all these years of living in Edinburgh, I still love being here. There is lots to do and see to suits all walks of life. Edinburgh is a vibrant city with lots to offer. You dont have to look far, with a magnificent castle looking down on you. So many travellers come here on holiday and don't leave, I used to wonder why.. 

As the only male in an all-female office, I find myself constantly reminded that I am not, in fact, an Informed Woman. Not that my colleagues would ever berate me for this, I hasten to add. It's simply an accident of biology. I might instead be an Informed Man but on a Monday morning my grip on reality is so tenuous that "Man Who Wants to Hide Under His Desk til Early Afternoon" might be more appropriate.

So blonde = ditsy in the public perception.  Why fight it?  It’s like stealth bombers.  They sneak up on you because you don’t know they’re there.  So it is with the Informed Blonde.  Information is power.  Power is….well, handy n’est ce pas?   So.  Where would you like to start?