Welcome to another Saturday Saunter, again being written on Friday afternoon. There’s a blue sky out there underneath some white fluffy clouds. There are buds and leaves on the trees. The warmth of last weekend has given way to a pleasant spring day and right on cue I’ve just sneezed from hayfever. Happy days.
I hope everyone reading this is okay. I’m doing fine, just trying to keep myself occupied. I managed to finish a book for the first time in goodness knows how long – Barcelona to Buckie Thistle: Exploring Football’s Roads Less Travelled by Mat Guy – and I am now working on Prisoners of Geography by Tim Marshall, which is a very readable book about geopolitics. Not a sentence I ever expected to write. I did also read a couple of eBooks this week, travel guides about the railways by Geoff Marshall and Vicki Pipe from All The Stations. In TV binging news, I have been bingewatching Brooklyn Nine Nine, which is the favourite TV show of someone very important to me. Initially I didn’t get it but six seasons and a bit in, I actually quite like it. I’m the same when I’m reading a good book, or even an average book, I just want to get it finished so I can get on with my life.
I realise that with everything else that’s been happening, I didn’t bother with a March digest. Of course much of last month was spent at home but by no means all of it. On Sunday 1st March I was in North Berwick on a cold, windy but sunny day, browsing books, eating chips and cake. Plus being by the sea, which is always a bonus.
Tuesday 3rd March saw me at Easter Road for a game we won’t mention against the mob from Gorgie, winners of the statement league and soon-to-be inhabitants of the Scottish Championship.
Thursday 5th March involved yet another trip east, this time to a talk at the National Library of Scotland about how books help us form relationships. It was a really interesting talk by Professor Tom Mole of the University of Edinburgh which covered book groups, illicit declarations of love in a language the intended recipient didn’t understand and much else besides. We also went to Toppings Bookshop on the corner of Picardy Place and London Road, which is excellent, old-fashioned and well-stocked. The travel section was particularly excellent.
Sunday 8th March, International Women’s Day, was spent at a talk by Sara Sheridan about her book Where Are The Women?. It was wide-ranging covering how she became a writer and how the book came about, including how she managed to crowbar mentions of no fewer than 1,200 women into the book and had to ask the publisher a couple of times for more words to make it happen. Indeed, the paperback version will use the half-pages spare at the end of the chapters to discuss 12 more women.
Hopefully soon more new and exciting adventures will be possible. In the meantime adventures are still possible, in our memories, planning new adventures, virtually, looking out the window or just turning a different way on our daily exercise. Being safe and looking after each other is what’s necessary just now. Until next week, then. Cheers for now.