Not a soul on the beach this morning. Last weeks bitter cold has given way to much milder weather. It's supposed to get up to 11 degrees this afternoon. We thought the Texan tenants might be moving into the wee house in town today but we've got the dates mixed up. They arrive next Monday and the new semester kicks off officially on the 27th. I am left wondering why academia, alone among the professions, has such long holidays.
In the second hand bookstore next to the Gospel Hall Edgar Allan Poe's 'The Raven' competes with a book on British teapots. The neighbouring Gospel Hall has a large, shop sized, plate glass window which has at some stage in the last century become home to a huge map of the world. A few edifying biblical texts have been written on blank postcards and sellotaped onto the spots where the map has become damaged or has been chewed by mice. We've never seen a light on in the Gospel Hall or indeed any sign of life. It could be deserted or possibly kept going by a small but invisible group of ageing believers waiting for the tide of faith to come sweeping back in. There's a hand stenciled sign to the side of the window with an arrow and the words ' Entrance this way'. Underneath in faded green letters is the rather forthright question ' Are you washed in the blood of the lamb ?'
So starts another quiet week in a small seaside town on the North Sea.
Feeding birds in winter :https://birdhistory.substack.com/p/charity-to-the-outdoor-poor
This is what a London restaurant should look like :https://cinnamonclub.com/
Hidden in a back street in Edinburgh a building that's been forgotten :https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gtZK9wJFCD4
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