Digging

From my seat at the café window, tucked into the bend in a side street off Leith Walk, I have an uninterrupted view onto the main thoroughfare.  The Walk has double lanes of traffic, cycle paths, and a broad pavement.  It’s a route through which most Edinburgh residents, at some stage of the year, will … Continue reading Digging

Happiness

I phoned my friend the other night.  It’s a bad time of the year for him, the marking of an anniversary that makes him sad. ‘It was a night just like this,’ he told me, ‘gorgeous, still, warm; swallows skimming the grass.  I sat out late enjoying an evening that lasted forever, and then the … Continue reading Happiness