“The noblest prospect which a Scotchman ever sees, is the high road that leads him to England!” – Samuel Johnson, from Boswell’s Life of Samuel Johnson. I think it was said by Johnson to Boswell (a Scot, and the brunt of many such a jab).
I’m rising early tomorrow, off to London in my carriage of choice, the megabus. D was going to come with me, but owing to lingering ill humours of the chest, is having to stay at home. Down in London, I’ll be staying with friend C – and meeting with my agent for the first time.
Hoping to have internet while down there, and take many a picture like the fluke one above (from a visit to the American Embassy some time in 2004 I think).
In defiance of Mr Johnson, I will be scurrying back to Edinburgh on that same high road on Thursday.