I thought quite hard about making yesterday’s post the final one, but lockdown continues and if the trail of cars trying to access Livingston’s re-cycling centre yesterday is an indicator of how we’re doing, then lockdown may not yet be a past phenomenon. So here we are.
My sortie into post non-contact days was to rendezvous with a writing friend, Kate Blackadder – short story whizz, and have socially distanced, takeaway coffee sitting on plastic bags at either end of some steps in a local cemetery. Cheese and paprika scone – me; blueberry scone – she. Given the number of cemeteries and graveyards I’ve wandered in over the years you would think there might be a suitable photograph. Not in fact and I offer the couple above as an indication of our mortality.
Writing, jigsaw, cooking, bridge – him, croquet – him. Next up in the GH list is The Toll Gate. I do think she writes child characters well and in a believable manner. They speak like children and not as if they’ve wandered off the set of a Shirley Temple extravaganza.
Still Rocking Kate Blackadder, a collection of previously published short stories and one NEW. Here
The Birchwood Café, that cheese scone, contact T: 0131 446 9873
E: hello@thebirchwood.co.uk
146 Marchmont Road
Edinburgh, EH9 1AQ
Fraser McLeod Greengrocer contact 0131 452 9786
Waiting Stages are not novel to a writer’s life. We all have waiting stages. Take the lady or ladies who knitted the above tree decoration which I spotted in Argentina. How long will it be before such a work is recognised in the way wanted? Immediately, after a few days, when the local paper photographs it, when social media broadcasts it around the globe?
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