Encounter in Scotland (Page 2) |
Van
was sick. I reckon it was the stress at work. It aint easy being a teacher
these days especially at a 'black-listed' school. Sure, she helped turn
it 'round and it's now doing fine but that kind of effort, along with all
the constant check-ups by all the over-paid suits, takes a toll on the
human mind... especially one so pure and beautiful as my Vanessa's.
I rang Mol at Micscape and told him our troubles. One hell of a guy that Mol. Without hesitation, he said: "Why not bring her up to Edinburgh for the week. Anne and I are there at Gorgie Farm running a Mic-UK workshop and we can meet up for some social time. Might do some good just to get away from London?" So that's exactly what we did. |
We arrived late Saturday afternoon before the light faded. I took us up high to my favourite spot to watch the night fall like an 18th century English cloak of suffocating darkness upon the city spires! | |||||
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From
here, you could see how the city was built on a Volcanic base, the old
and ancient part at a different level from the new: history dividing the
city as well as height and foundations!
The night had a sharp chill to it. |
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Van
fell in love with the gentle peacefulness and quiet of the breakfast room...
but we both fell in love with the stunning church across he road. St. Michael's
had a gothic feel to it and over-shadowed an ancient cemetery. At first
I thought this might have a bad effect on Van's current state; you know...
if she's down already, is such a building going to do much to cheer her
up. She said the church had an unusual feel about it... a kind of
'calling' as she put it. My honey says some strange things when she's
not well!
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After we washed, Van had a nap, so I took the opportunity to phone MOL. We arranged for the four of - Anne, Van, me, and him, to meet at the Caledonian brewery just down the road. Tonight was dance night and I think you know my honey loves to dance. |
We left
at 9.00. and although we didn't need to use the car, we gave it a quick
check to make sure it was safe. That's when Van noticed the small dark
pellets on the bonnet. She didn't know what they were but I had a fair
idea. I was in a mood for a drink and some fun so I decided to tell a white
lie to Van and said I didn't know either. Between you and me, knowing Van
as I do, I thought this mystery might get her mind buzzing again.
As we
walked up to join Mol and Anne, I made a mental note to phone Andrew of
Microscopix first thing in the morning and ask him to send me something
AMAZING he has by express mail .
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