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Carpe-ing
I have little to add about the events of this week, save this link shared by Rosemary this morning. We watched the reading earlier. My thoughts are with everyone. So, in a mindset of “Let’s carpe the @&!# out of this diem” we have met up with loads of chums, as usual everything happens at…
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Fly pie
I reckon about a month is a long enough gap, jings, who knew? The intervening period has seen the usual blend of life and all its pleasures, vicissitudes, ironies and fleeting glamours. Stand out items include: making your niece, nephew and sister in law walk along Aberdour beach in a howling gale, whilst happed up…
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Overlooked
After a fascinating tour backstage at the Royal Lyceum Theatre yesterday, we took a short walk to the Scottish National Galleries of Modern Art (One and Two) , there to see the Surrealism exhibition. I think I need to do a lot more research on the Dada movement to be able to understand it better,…
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En Train
After a lovely Saturday – caught up with old chum over brunch and then went to see the frankly divine Karine Polwart in her Edinburgh Festival debut, Wind Resistance – I would say go go go but it’s selt oot – we hied off to the Borders from Edinburgh on the new (to us) railway,…
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Rara aves
I have so much to say about the past two weeks, some very overdue meet ups have taken place and I don’t have the words to express how happy most of these have made me. Some pictures below, just from the weekend, including three of me, unheard of. Firstly, my old friend Sherry was passing…
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Transport of delight
Insert train pun of choice here, The Flying Scotsman’s tour of the new Borders railway and the Fife Circle has been reinstated. Somehow they found a gauger gadgie, and on a Saturday too. I wouldn’t like to be at the “lessons learned” meeting for that one, but I shall happily try to capture its image…
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Footing the bill
Well, I haven’t been here for a while, sorry about that, things have been busy and I am still trying to work out what I think about last week’s Election result. So, yesterday we hied to the Lyceum in Edinburgh for the final play in the 2014 -15 season. The was The Venetian Twins, relocated…
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Sound and fury
It’s harder to write when you have nothing to say, that’s a fact. I shall fall back therefore on old faithful, things which make me cross, haven’t had a rant for ooh at least a week. First up and with no justification is the latest guest to come stumbling through the front door, clutching a…
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Post, equinoxial
As sweet and musical As bright Apollo’s lute, strung with his hair; And when Love speaks, the voice of all the gods Makes heaven drowsy with the harmony. Love’s Labour’s Lost (4.3.289-292) Shakespeare Thanks to Poppy Lee for that quote and please have a look at her website, she’s a genius. The trouble with being…
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Ars longa, vita brevis
Had one of Kirsty’s famous wee hiatuses there, back now and wouldn’t you know it, it’s festival time, both here in Fife, and to a lesser extent in Edinburgh. We bought a picture at the Aberdour Festival whilst catching up with chums. We plunged into the fringe last weekend and then had to commune with…