There's something magical about winter evenings this far North.
Free of golfers and tourists the streets are calm and peaceful . After eight the bars and restaurants get busy with students but in the stillness before then you could almost believe you'd stepped back five hundred years. We stop off, briefly, to listen to a concert in the chapel.
'The Font' is in and out of the vaccination centre in a super efficient seven minutes. Covid in the left arm, flu jab in the right. And I thought my time of getting in and out in ten minutes would be a record.
A new Asian supermarket is opening up in town. Over the last three years there seems to have been a huge influx of Singaporean and Japanese youngsters into the STEM departments. Add onto that the Chinese kids at the medical school and you've got a couple of thousand eager customers badly served by the local retailers. I'll wager the new supermarket will be a great success.
Ladies golf shoes take pride of place in the upmarket clothes store by the cheese shop. We've never seen anyone wear shoes like this.
7 comments:
Hari Om
Back in the 1980s, I had a pair of shoes very similar to those on the right... Not exactly those colours but close. Vintage fashion redefined! YAM xx
The music was indeed cheerful, thanks!
Will return to the Starbucks/Moby Dick piece later.
My golf shoes, which I found recently after years of mouldering away in the garage, are just plain white leather, very boring. A pair of the milti-coloured ones might have improved my image - if not my game! I'd certainly wear the jolly socks with "ordinary" shoes.
Great shoes
I love the optimistic article by Dresner about the current state of the US. I'm feeling quite cheered at the moment. Please, please let Kamala be victorious.
The evening streets of St. Andrews do indeed look magical and the cheery music is much appreciated. I second Melinda's comment.
"We cannot stop the winter or the summer from coming. We cannot stop the spring or the fall or make them other than they are. They are gifts from the universe that we cannot refuse. But we can choose what we will contribute to life when each arrives." – Gary Zukhav
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