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: Edinburgh by Night
Thursday
26th October 2017
It
is 8:08 p.m. on Thursday. I know this because
the clock on the Balmoral Hotel across the road tells
me so. I am in Edinburgh. BOOTboys
finished early today. I was going to write the report
on the train. I fell asleep.
It
is midnight and I am back in the motel room. The Guildford
Arms was good. The old town skyline is lit up. Margaret
is asleep beside me. I have no inspiration for the report.
It
is 5 a.m. on Friday. Margaret is still asleep.
I have been awake for the last hour. I have written
the report in my mind. I hope I remember it in
the morning.
It
is 10 a.m. on Thursday. It’s a late
start. Mike and Terry were late home from
a gig in Manchester last night.
We
are near Silverdale to start walking.
A
woman with eight dogs sets off at the same
time. One of the dogs doesn’t like
me. She says it is because I am wearing
a hat. I take it off.
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It
is 10:30 a.m. on Thursday. We are at Middlebarrow Quarry.
It is huge and disused. We have been to the rim
and crossed to the other side.
There
is a good track and a sign saying footpath. We
find a drum. A game keeper politely asks us to leave.
He says the drum is for feeding pheasant. We
are not to touch it. He says this is not the footpath.
Please go back. We did. The sign is not
fixed to the ground. It was in the wrong place.
It
is 10:30 a.m. on Friday We are in Jenners on Princes
Street. The sun is shining on the Old Town. The
coffee is good. The doughnut wonderful. I am writing.
It
is 11:30 on Thursday. We are at the Arnside Knott
view point. The day is not as good as we expected.
It is still a fine view.
It
is 11:30 a.m. on Friday. We are still in Jenners.
Margaret is trying on a dress. I am looking
across to the old town in the sun. I am still
writing.
It
is noon on Thursday. There are some pigs. One
is enormous. It is a Gloucestershire Old Spot.
The pigs like Robin. It is mutual.
It
is 1 p.m. on Thursday. We are at the Pepperpot.
There is a dog. It is cute. It is a Chinese Crested Powderpuff.
It likes me. It is mutual.
Mike doesn’t
like the Pepperpot. He says it is ugly. A
marker points to Blackpool Tower.
It
is 1 p.m. on Friday. I have finished writing.
Margaret has finished shopping. We have enough money
left for lunch. We are at the Scottish National Gallery
with Kirstie and Peter. He of the Past
President's Visit.
It
is 2:30 p.m. on Thursday. We walked through Silverdale
and into the woods.
We visited three wells*. We crossed a broken bridge.
We
are back at the car. I leave to catch the train
to Edinburgh.
It
is 3:30 p.m. on Friday. Peter and I are on top
of Arthur’s seat. Many people are there. The
city is spread below us. Edinburgh by day.
Don,
Friday 27th October 2017
*
See
Eight
Silverdale Wells
Comitibus
:
Mike, Terry, John, Robin, Don
Middlebarrow
Quarry
Click
on the picture below to enjoy a flying tour of Middlebarrow
Quarry:
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