Last week, Neill and family came to visit us, as part of their Scottish holiday.
We had a very pleasant time, with breakfast in the White Chimneys in Pitscottie, a walk through Dura Den and over Blebocraigs, an afternoon at the St Andrews Highland Games, and a taste test comparing the two Scottish/Italian ice cream shops in St Andrews, Jannettas and Nardini (I am pleased to say the local concern got the thumbs up).
At the Highland Games, three things impressed us: tossing the caber (I had never seen this done before, I am lost in admiration), the tug of war (some epic battles in which nothing seemed to happen for ten minutes until a small crack in one team’s defence led to a quick finish), and, maybe best of all, our local MSP and leader of the Scottish Liberal Democrats, Willie Rennie, giving a good account of himself in the open 1600 metres race. Incidentally, I wondered why the distances run were 90 metres and 1600 metres, until I realised that these are just 100 yards and 1 mile.
We talked about Pokémon GO. Neill’s view is that, at last, Life is catching up with Art. (He did capture a few of the little critters in St Andrews, including winning his first fight.)
They visited my office, and Logan left this portrait of me pondering an equation of his own invention. That is a question mark in the thought bubble over my head.