Not sure about this new bench carry on. I mean, this is my spot. My bolt hole. My escape from whatever and whoever. I've sat hours down here. Watched seals fish the salmon. And porpoise too. Had mink scurry past me along the waterline. Me and the wee man have sat here (sans bench) with a flask of tea in the coldest of 2010's winter and watched icebergs flow down the Forth.
So, if anybody does take up residence on this bench, and notices someone circling on a bike, growling and scowling, that'll be me. And if the scowl doesn't work I'll plonk myself down beside you and chat you about the differences between additive and subtractive colour models and their relevance to photo editing and printing. That'll soon have you making your excuses.
Ach. I'll get over it I suppose.