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Within a couple of days, I realised that this part of my holiday was going to be distinctly different from what had gone before. The first part of the trip had been an adventure of sorts; even when I was among friends and family, I took care of myself, set my own schedule and took my own risks (such as they were). It was entirely my trip. Now I was with my parents, in a place they had chosen based on familiarity, able to give my input on our itinerary but mostly working to their plans.
The Castle is a rather grim, grey eminence, and the skies chose to compliment it by drizzling irresolutely all through the morning. It's also a place heavy with history, to the point where it isn't especially conducive to light conversation. On the other hand, it's chockers with photo opportunities, and as we were all alone in Edinburgh we bonded over the shared experience of happy-snapping each other. Also, believe it or not, military history (of which there is a similar abundence at the Castle) provides some wonderful comic material.
Foreword: It's been an interesting year for me. Changes of varying significance have abounded. And they haven't left me unaffected. I've been a life-long "I'd Like To" man: I'd like to be a writer, I'd like to improve my confidence, I'd like to learn to dance. read more »
For those of you who are interested, I am delighted to say that we have some new material up on the Auditorium. In addition to an untitled piece by new author Tsurumaru, which I totally recommend you read (it has the distinct advantage of not being written by me), I've dashed together a little number called 'Appointments'. read more »
Just in case you've managed to scour the Intermaweb while still isolated in a dank, dirty cave, you might be surprised to find out that there's a bit of an economic crisis around. Actually, a few banks have defaulted, and the money people have deposited in them is not necessarily coming back. Oh, and a couple of mortgage lenders went bust, and people's homes might disappear as a result. read more »