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My mate is English, he said, "I love it up in Scotland and a certain segment of the population up there loves me to!" I reply, "Who's that?" The answer is midges. The below gif is the best twitter has, google it.










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Fun things you find while traveling. It was the cats that caught my attention, but the skills are interesting too.




Wednesday 21st August is Day 3 in Edinburgh for the TIME FOR THE DEAD Bookshop Signing Tour with special guest star (who features in the book)



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Two of my pics from & on Monday evening received Editor's Picks today (20/8)



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is quite stunning. Could spend much longer here, but off to soon - any suggestions?

Farne islands sunset






Here is the final version of a miniature oil painting I did tonight of Arthur's Seat from Bruntsfield Links.



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Edinburgh Festivals Diary - Day 11

INCREDIBLY WET flyering today! Proper downpour. The lovely Steve rescued us with a cuppa brew from Mimi’s Bakehouse and it was more than appreciated as we huddled into the dry!! We dryed off as much as we could while treating ourselves to a well-deserved lunch at Paradise Palms - the perfect escape from the dreich weather outside… but then back out into the storm to flyer for The Professor. Proper soaked!! I got to dry off in a beautiful talk at the Book Festival: Feminist Fantasy with Deirdre Sullivan & Maria Turtschaninoff… and of course I just had to buy the books too!! Next stop, The Assembly Rooms to see La Galerie. This artful array of physical theatre was fantastic! The story was charming, funny, and the talent of the performers was awe-inspiring. An amazing show all round! A quick dinner and then we were off to the Powder Room to see Mess by Kirsten Vangsness, which was beautifully brilliant. Glimpsing into her messy mind was akin to looking in the mirror, and I connected really strongly with this piece. The voices in my head were made physical as she wove out the tale of her monsters. It was eerie, energetic, and meaningful in the humour. We managed to snap a quick selfie with Kirsten afterwards, and she was so so lovely. I have huge respect for artists who will hang out in the rain just to meet their fans. A very rainy day, but also completely beautiful.

Edinburgh Festivals Diary - Day 10

An ever so slightly less wet day of flyering, but still just a little bit wet day of flyering!! Flyering in the rain is hard work… people are not so keen to take your flyer, but comradery amongst flyerers keeps you going!! The little smiles, that nod, and the laughter are all a part of the shared experience… and the fun! I managed to dry off with a cuppa brew and cake at Dobbies while searching for plants for my Mantis, and then in the evening I chilled out with a tasty Chinese takeaway, and a games night with Jamie and Danielle… and finally managed to dry off!!!

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Edinburgh Festivals Diary - Day 8

Back to flyering! Paradise Lodge first, then The Professor, and my restful yesterday has left me even more enthusiastic than normal today!! We ran away with the circus in the afternoon down at the Underbelly’s circus hub! We decided to see two back to back shows in the two circus tents. First, Yuck - a feminist circus troupe from Australia, who I desperately wanted to like but a lot of their work fell quite flat. I could see where they were going with it, but it just was not quite there yet. Next up, Filament, who weaved a cute story about young love through fantastically performed physical theatre and took me back to my teenage years!! #Nostalgic

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Edinburgh Festivals Diary - Day 6

A day off from flyering today! and I was determined to make the most of it! Our day started off a little dull with a physio trip for Stuart, but the good news is that his back is now feeling better! We rushed into town to try and make The Third Annual Black Comedy Showcase, and were lucky enough to just make it in time!! The compare, Che Burnley, was hilarious! but the three comedians on the line-up did not really do it for me. They weren’t bad persay, but for me, were not anything special. After the show, we wandered up to Dovecot to check out The Grayson Perry exhibition: Julie Cope’s Granr Tour. It was beautiful, captivating, and well worth the visit. Even more so due to the Dazzle jewellery exhibition being on at the same time! We then treated ourselves to a little dessert from Smoov! Before heading off to The Liquid Rooms to meet Rosie, and Aeryn to see the wonderful Andrew O'Neill and his show We Are Not in the Least Afraid of Ruins; We Carry a New World in Our Hearts… which was hilarious, and on point with my current feelings towards this world, especially on the notes of Climate Change. WE ARE THE MAGPIES. Dinner was had in the beautiful setting of Abbatoir, and a refreshing gin and tonic was well received! We parted ways with Rosie and Aeryn, and headed off to the beautiful Piccolo tent to see Tilda Swinton Answers an Ad on Craigslist. I have not laughed that much in such a long time! My love for Tilda Swinton drew me in, and I am so glad it did, as this show was completely fantastic! We then rushed off to The Assembly Rooms on George Street to see The Best of Cabaret, where we were entertained with burlesque, magic, and a beautiful woman playing a saw! A fitting end to our Fringe-filled day!! Perfect.

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Edinburgh Festivals Diary - Day 5

I woke up feeling so tired this morning, and was worried I was going to completely flag throughout the day… but once we were out onto the Mile, surrounded by the intoxicating festival atmosphere, I soon perked up! I went straight into flyering mode, which was only briefly broken up as my attention strayed to the performers practicing their art on the street! Our flyering finished off around Bristo Square, and we had a quick sit down and a break before heading back to the Mile to flyer for The Professor. My festival day ended with a delicious bowl of mac and cheese in The Filling Station with Rosie, and then a snoozy bus ride home before a relaxing evening of Hobbycraft craft kits with Sophie. Stitching together a sloth plushie was the cathartic chill out I needed after an intense week of flyering! #selfcare

day ten (10)

I’m crushed guys, I’m crushed. We did so much today.

We got up at eight and I had to wait too long for Winston to finish in the bathroom before I could go pee.

We got out of the house at ten a.m. we were determined to go to Portobello and also get the bus passes. I even decided to get an annual one, I woulnd’t have to renew it and it would cost only one pound eighty (1,80) per day for me, so pretty good. But then when we took the photos and everything and it came to paying I got out my banc card and it didn’t work. And sorry folks I don’t carry around five hundred and sixty (560) pounds in cash with me. So I couldn’t take it with me. I have to get it on Friday cuz the money won’t be on the other until Thursday and I’m not going to the city center after school. What a good thing that in Scotland the Friday afternoons are off.

But anyway we struggled to find the bus station for the twenty-six (26) bus and after half an hour off walking around we found out, it was the exact same bus station we got off from the forty-four (44) bus. Lovely stuff.

There was also an uncertainty where we should get off, but fortunately Claudia looked it up and had the selfconfidence to whithstand my anxious attempts to get off the bus too early.

Portobello beach is quite nice. There were some heavens that, no sorry there was this one madwoman that went swimming in the ocean. Not in a wetsuit like two little girls we saw later. In a swimming suit. There were lots of people walking barefoot, must haven been nice, but we did not think that far and haven’t brought towels or shoes that you can take off easily and carry. (Atleast I did not) A lot of doggos and shells. Very good. I’ve collected a lot of them (shells). 

When we decided to have our lunch a wasp suddenly became very interested in first (1st) Claudia and her sandwich and then it hung onto me. It would not go away, eventhough I was walking that f’cking bitch rested on my legs and even had the audacity to creep up. It was then when she was on my jacked, and every attempt to get her off by throwing sand at her failed, that I just threw my jacket on the ground. After ruttling and shaking she really fell off. We ran away.

I start to think wasps seem to know where I am and are just total d’cks towards me.

Portobello isn’t big and when it began to rain, we decided to go back to the city. Oh and we walked in the wrong direction again and it took us fifteen (15) minutes to find the bus stop. The twenty-six (26) busses are way better than the forty-four (44). There are two screens upstairs, one with the upcoming bus stops and one with advertisments and other stuff, there is a nice lady voice that tells you what stop is the next et cetera. I want that in the forty-four (44) aswell. Otherwise I’ll always have to stare out the window to guess where I have to get out. 

As soon as we were in the bus it really started to piss. Like badly.

In Edinburgh we went in the National Gallery. The entry is free as long as you don’t go in this weird Bridget Riley expedition. It’s not the gay, colourful building with all the cool old paintings. It’s the boring copycat greek stuff behind. (Lmao the gay building is also a copycat greek building, but it looks cooler with the rainbow)

There were a sh’tton of painting. Some kind of ugly and only cool bc Leonardo da Vinci painted them and some were extraordinary big and beautiful.

We we saw everything and were tired, we got a soft ice and went home.

And here we are. I’m out.

Today’s words :

  • the wetsuit = der Neoprenanzug
  • the uncertainty = die Unsicherheit
  • to mould = schimmeln
  • the matriculation = die Einschreibung
  • the penance = die Busse


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Suzy, one of Paulines cats laying on Claudias bed this morning

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Portobello beach

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Ugly Leonardo da Vinci painting, I mean, c’mon look at that baby’s face. Look at it, I know you don’t want to.

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Impressive painting apparantely there’s one hundred and sixty-ish fairies in this painting, have fun finding them all

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Edinburgh! The end of my trip! It’s a lovely city, but crowded during the Fringe. We took an underground vault tour! The vaults are supposedly haunted, and we heard a lot of ghost stories.

Victoria Street presumably inspired Diagon Alley, so it’s packed with magical shops. I got some bat and unicorn keychains at the Cadies and Witchery shop (no tour, though) and I may or may not have splurged on HP stuff.

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How to Tie a Tie (Mirrored / Slowly) - Full Windsor Knot

This is the best turorial. All my folks who take a year abroad and go to school in the UK watch this