The last digest of the Old Year, the Old Decade, even, and December 2019 was busy with work and getting ready for Christmas. Now Christmas is over and there is just a great sigh of relief. I was in Morrison’s on Boxing Day and the music was normal, cheesy pop, not Slade or Wizzard or Mariah Carey or anyone else. Bliss.
On Saturday 7th December I went to see Hibs play Aberdeen. Jack Ross’s green and white army won 3-0. Braw.
The following day I spent the day around Glasgow with my dad. The Santa Dash was on as I headed to meet him at Queen Street and my spirited march was captured for posterity by the BBC Scotland cameras filming Inside Central Station at Christmas. We went to Kelvingrove and there was a pop-up orchestra on the go, which was glorious, making excellent use of that fine building and its acoustics. We also went to Street Level Photoworks and its excellent exhibition of Glasgow photographs by Oscar Marzaroli, featuring parts of the city which are no longer there.
On Tuesday 10th December I went to see Gremlins at the Glasgow Film Theatre, which was the monthly autism friendly Access Film Club film.
Friday 13th December saw me doing a bit of shopping. In between times I managed a look at the view from the flagpole at Queen’s Park, as well as a rather fine mural on Drury Street.
Sunday 15th December was a busy one, football then a Christmas night out. The football was at Celtic Park and it was as nauseating as ever. Celtic are very cringey and the combination of Christmas songs, Celtic songs and Celtic Christmas songs nearly put me over the edge. My meal out was nice, though.
I managed a trip out to Aberlady Bay on Friday 20th December, getting a wee while walking along the beach as the light faded. The football later was dreadful.
Sunday 21st December involved running a couple of errands in the town. Between the errands I managed a walk along the riverside, a wee bit of street art spotting and a turn around the Necropolis.
On Saturday 28th December I went to Durham, via Carlisle and Newcastle. Durham Cathedral was glorious as ever, just right for my mood that particular day.
On Sunday 29th December I went to Livingston to watch Hibs. They got beat. It was awful.
Tuesday 31st December is usually a day I like to go somewhere. I don’t really do New Year yet it feels right to see the last light of the year while out and about. I went on the bus to St. Andrews. It was bright, cold and utterly glorious walking by the sea there.
December’s Scots word of the month is ‘thon’. As in, ‘aye, thon ‘hing’, or yes, that thing. I’ve also encountered it in Derry Girls recently so there may be an influence from over the water too.
January will be busy with getting back to work, a couple of planned trips to Newcastle and Dundee, plus life in general. I’m looking forward to it, strangely.
Thanks as ever for reading this December digest. Loose Ends returns on Wednesday and the Saturday Saunter will return on Saturday, naturally enough. Until then, have an excellent month. Toodle pip.
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