Hi Ginny and everyone - apologies for the long silence, which has no cause other than my drowning in work, writing stuff, etc plus having friend's daughter to stay, own daughter home at same time, other daughter's Higher exams, my own holidays and a trip to Paris.... the time just goes...
Anyway, I've been meaning to call in for so long! And now it is at the most depressing of times. We in Scotland are truly devastated by the vote to leave the EU. Edinburgh (where I live) voted 72% to remain, and every single district in Scotland voted the same way, though not always by such a huge margin. Edinburgh has been feeling more and more like a European city to me over the years, and now England has taken a completely divergent and frightening path. We are all in shock I think. One thing I am grateful for is that I do live in Scotland, and have done for 25 years now - our First Minister Nicola Sturgeon is (in my opinion) magnificent, and she is just about the only politician in the whole of the UK who has been publicly present these last few days. Her speeches have been outstanding, really sensible and inspiring. She fully intends to keep Scotland in the EU by whatever means she can. I do think independence is almost inevitable for Scotland now. With a similar voting pattern in Northern Ireland, Sinn Fein has already said that Westminster now has no mandate to legislate there. I know this is not supposed to be a political site so i will shut up now, but feel free to ask me anything about it and I'll try to answer. I think that the US is facing similar problems, and they all stem from a disillusioned, disenfranchised 'working class' - the polarisation of wealth and the inability of the rich south to understand the point of view of anyone else has led to this, the blaming of an external body for internal woes. Remind you of anything?
Back to less unhappy issues... I had a great week's holiday on a narrowboat around the Potteries, the area around Stoke on Trent. If you have seen The Great British Throwdown, that series was filmed there. There were once many working potteries in the area - now there are very few, and the towns are terribly run down, but the old bottle kilns and other industrial architecture can still be seen everywhere. One of the potteries still open is the Emma Bridgewater place - you may have seen her very distinctive products, all polka dots and nostalgia-fest. I'm not too keen on all this stuff, which is what we would call very Stockbridge (this being one of the centres of yummy-mummy-dom in Edinburgh), but I must say the cafe was nice! We bought a guide to the canal which looked as though it would be basic and factual but turned out to be the most eccentric travel book - part of a series all written by Michael Pearson, and quite hilarious. The funniest thing was that some of the most bizarre things he said turned out to be true - for example he suggested that we would not have to travel far from one of the towns to feel like we were in the Amazonian rainforest - ho ho, we thought, as if - until an hour later (and an hour is only about 3 miles in canal travel) we were under a huge green canopy filled with birdsong, in an area unreachable by car. We then came upon some huge monuments that could have been right out of Conrad - they were in fact old lime kilns, but to us they seemed positively Aztec.
I also went over to Paris in May and discovered the Musee D'Orsay, which I'm ashamed to say I'd never visited before - it is amazing. Absolutely stuffed with art, fabulous Van Goghs, Monets, etc, beautiful Art Deco furniture, sculpture, the lot. A week later Paris was flooding and both the Musee D'Orsee and the Louvre were moving priceless artefacts out of their basements as fast as they could - made me think of Frank Cottrell Boyce's wonderful children's book, Framed, in which the National Gallery moves it paintings to an old slate mine in tiny Welsh village to avoid a deluge in London.
I read quite a bit on holiday and one book I loved was Anne Lamott's Bird by Bird. It's a kind of guide to creative writing, but full of thoughts and stories too. I don't think it would be for everyone, but I enjoyed it a lot. I also read books 2 and 3 of Elizabeth Jane Howard's Cazalet series, which begins in the 1930s and tells the story of several branches of a fairly wealthy English family - it's hugely rewarding if you like this sort of thing, especially as EJH is such a good writer.
This post has become horribly long so I'll stop now and get back to writing a review of the Leith School of Art graduate show, which I went to over the weekend.
Hope everyone is well, and I'll try to pop in more often now (though we have the Edinburgh festivals starting in less than two months, so the summer's going to be busy....)
Rosemary x