(Sunday morning) Relaxing morning before heading out to the in-law’s. Yesterday found me in the Science Museum for wander about. Lots of parents escaping with their small kids. A great place for them to mess about and learn at the same time. In the passing I noticed a relevant quote from Winston Churchill no less. 50th anniversary being celebrated, mainly on the Thames, I think, he said of Scotland, ” Of all the small nations of this earth, perhaps only the ancient Greeks surpass the Scots in their contribution to mankind”. Sort of makes you a little proud of being from here and it is little wonder that so many people want to own us and our lands. Strange that we do not see ourselves as being capable of looking after our own. This must be where the Waverley lives when she is not paddle steaming up and down the west coast in the summer months.
After a meal in the Rotunda across the road, amongst all the Strictly goers, it was up to the Old Fruit Market for some more music. Did not know too much about the two acts but was fine night of entertainment. Steel pedal guitar of Sweden and a little backing from Denmark with Maggie Bjorkland
and this was followed by the brilliant Lambchop.
Off beat Americana and apart from the mildly annoying couple standing beside me it was a fine two hours. (They would have been better chatting in a noisy pub). It is a fine music venue.
Taxi back down to the Clyde was very entertaining when we got the low down on the Weegie boy racers who are using the city centre for their night-time shenanigans. According to the taxi driver they have been closed out of other towns in the central belt, gravitated to Glasgow, and get away with it as they “are the sons and daughters of policemen”. The opinion is that they are better racing around town rather than doing drugs and breaking into people’s houses!! Taxi driver had a couple of amusing suggestions for what else they could do. Such a quiet life up north.
And now back at the hotel on Sunday evening after yet another fine, fine night of music. Afternoon spent out in Lenzie with a personal taxi service which also picked up son No4 and Rachel. Plenty of time for lunch and chill out before heading up to the Old Fruit Market again. Ended up walking all the way due to lack of taxis,but perfect timing as Chris Drever came on stage for a warm up set, late fill in and very enjoyable it was. Calexico were simply awesome.
Had a great wee chat with a lady from Zimbabwe, living in Peckham and we swapped community stories. Told me she was a journalist after I had mentioned the blog. Would not have done so if I had known early enough in the conversation. Love dipping into another world if just for a few minutes. The change over on stage just flew by and before we knew it the sounds were blasting out from the stage. Trumpets,
accordion, looks so like a young Seve,
keyboards and guitars were a great mix of Tex/Mex sounds. Journalist knew Donald Shaw who told her that if the band were in a good mood they would play one hour forty, bad form it would be one twenty set. It was one forty-five and they looked in good form. Irish guys beside us were rocking. Cold and fresh walk back with not a taxi in sight.
Journey up the road was early, quick and uneventful. Beautiful snow scenes all the way north especially as we neared home. Saw this ruin in the snow on the way down but so often am not able to stop as we are going somewhere and trying to get there on time. It is such a stark reflection on the history of the Highland depopulation. Must have been a hard life based on subsistence living then.