Angus goes to the lawyers in Edinburgh who are holding a seminar on ' Preparing your finances for later life'. I'm greeted by a young partner who looks as if he's barely left school. Angus also thinks the same holds true for Policemen these days. The majority of the dozen attendees ( most of whom are in their sixties and don't consider themselves to be anywhere near 'later life' ) ) wear green tweed suits , have excessively 'rosy' cheeks and look as though they've come straight from a wind swept grouse moor. Some law firms are modern and 'buzzy'. This is neither.
Back in St Andrews Angus meets 'The Font' in the trendy cocktail bar facing the chapel. After an afternoon listening to tax matters Angus is in need of a drink ... or two.
We position ourselves in a window seat and watch the choir gather for evensong in the chapel. As it gets dark the stained glass windows glow from the light inside. What a simple pleasure.
We opt to go to Tailend and pick up a takeaway. When we get there it's already busy with chatty pre-meds and locals. While waiting outside I notice that there's a group of students busily getting the dinner table laid in a flat above. Do they notice the smell of fish ? The new environmentally friendly chip fryers must have made a world of difference ? Students of course are oblivious to things that would deter normal people older folk.
A bus arrives and drops off a group of young men. The driver parks so that the bus blocks the street and brings the flow of traffic to a complete halt. The driver is not a happy man. He opens the luggage bays and informs the young men ' It's no ma job to unload yur stuff '. 'Pal' is said in a tone of voice that hints at pent up passive aggression. He is less than polite to a lady in a white Polestar who asks how long he's going to be.
The bus drives off leaving a large pile of bags and confused looking youngsters by the side of the road. They seem to be an American ice hockey team. This is unusual because there's no ice hockey rink here and I'm not sure the university has an ice hockey team for them to play. The chaos hints at travel plans that have gone awry. One bright spark spots a bar and heads off towards it with his bags and sticks. Slowly, the others - heavily laden - follow.
7 comments:
When I was a teenager my godmother told me when I thought the All Blacks and Police looked young I'd officially be old!
Ah, the passive-agressive 'pal'! Since moving north from Edinburgh I've noticed that it's absent up here.
When my daughter and her friends were looking for a flat in St Andrews for their 3rd year, they viewed one and discounted it. It was referred to ever after as "the fried chicken flat", because of its location above a fried chicken takeaway and its aromas.
St Andrews Typhoons
Ice Hockey League BUIHA
Conference Northern Conference
Division Division 1 Checking
Founded 2011
Home arena Fife Ice Arena
President Ken Worden
Head coach Tristan Long
Captain Tristan Long
Website phoons.net
Hari Om
A very, very long time ago, when Heriot-Watt first annexed the SCOT campus in Galashiels and I did my computing degree, the digs I managed to find was a glorified bedsit above Macari's Chippy and Italian 'restaurant'... that smell still haunts me! YAM xx
How can people our age look so old?
It creeps up silently.
In their sixties doesn't sound so old anymore.
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