Edinburgh Castle: a painful place to visit the day after you’ve run the Edinburgh half marathon. The half marathon route is down hill, and you feel that in your calf muscles on the countless castle steps.
Below is the Edinburgh 10 mile four weeks before. It had a much better route through the middle of town, starting and ending in the same place. The finish is overlooking Holyrood House, where the royals went when they realised the houses being built in the new town had better rooms than their old home in the castle.
A Valentine’s Day scene: flowers, love hearts and tortuous poetry.
The close opposite, with the poppies, is where Adam Smith used to lived. Later, Lady Haig’s poppy factory was here. At the parliament across the road each MP gets an office with a space for one person to think alone.
These people are here for the cross party cancer group. I’m not, I just sat down to sketch this interesting lobby when they began turning up, so I am happy to draw them instead. The space could feel like a theatre lobby or an airport departure lounge, but it doesn’t, it has a different atmosphere. The architecture contributes to that, but it’s largely the fact that people are here for serious business. Up in the chamber (where sketching is not allowed) they are voting Yes to gay marriage.
Miroslav Sasek, author of brilliantly illustrated children’s books about some of the world’s best cities, said: “Few cities in the world have real skylines. Edinburgh has a very lovely one”. It’s a great view. Most of the interest comes from church building 200 years ago, so not sure what lessons it has for today. Alan Bennet said the trouble with Leeds was that it was always in too much of a rush to get to the future. We may have the opposite problem. Something to think about on the first day of our referendum year.
Short days in mid December mean more time in. I’ve never watched a whole film with Isla before, so we watched Beauty & the Beast from the comfort of the couch. She used a cushion for help with the scary bits, I just concentrated on the Christmas tree and accepted that I can’t make ‘Beauty’ a beauty, which might be some consolation for the (actually quite handsome) Fraser.
I started the week looking at Robert Ferguson, Scots poet, who died in Bedlam at the age of 24. He stands in the High Street near the office, looking like he’s in a bit of a rush.I ended it listening to Iain Milne, Scots rugby hero and ’84 Grand Slam winner, at the SPF dinner with Arim. Most of the meal spent comparing notes on recent trip to the US. Not so poetic, but entertaining none the less.
The Radio Forth awards make for a raucous Edinburgh afternoon. Our client Consensus Capital invited me along and I enjoyed the chat, good food, and an update on what ‘the kids’ listen to now… …and JLS’s last ever performance on Scottish soil!
Celebrating my parents’ Golden Wedding at Kinellan House: good food, speeches, slides and a song.
21 Slater’s Steps, our new office. We’ve swapped an old building on the New Town for a new one in the Old Town. Seems good so far: bright, spacious, peaceful; and the few sceptical staff seem to be enjoying it too. Lot’s still to sort out though, so we’ll see how it goes.