Today, in the little harbour in Hornbaek, there’s a high-pitched moaning of the wind through the rigging, It’s a kind of soundtrack to a painting I once saw as a very young child at the Art Galleries in Glasgow. The painting, of a windswept seascape in northern France, was by the impressionist Boudin. I say seascapeContinue reading “The Jetty at Trouville”
There’s something intoxicating about sea air and pine trees. And the cycle path between Hornbaek and Elsinore can certainly get you tipsy, if not drunk. The path itself is almost unbroken for those of us on two wheels. There’s either a broad cyclist-only lane, or half the pavement is shared with pedestrians. So, all inContinue reading “Sea Air, Pine Trees and Roses”
Neil Armstrong and Edwin Aldrin touched down in Easterhouse on the evening of 20th July 1969. In the final moments they had to avoid a boulder field, not unusual for the scheme, but they made it with 30 seconds of fuel remaining. It certainly looked like an alien world to me. I was brought upContinue reading “The First Moon Landing in Easterhouse”
“Someone lays flowers there every year,” my friend John said. “It’s just around the corner from where we live.” He was talking about the William Wallace Memorial at West Smithfield in central London. Isn’t it remarkable that the mention of the name ‘William Wallace’ still evokes a response among our southern neighbours? A similar floral tributeContinue reading “Patriots and Traitors”
“She’s a control freak,” said my friend at the local sports club, while we were chatting at a change of ends. His actual phrase was, “Hun er magtfuldkommen” – essentially, a person who desires total control and who wants all political power. He went on to say that those around her are “given the blame forContinue reading “Rigsret – the Rule of Law”
A decorated open lorry has arrived at the main square in our neighbouring town. On board is an entire class of raucous ‘Third G’ students. Their lorry is adorned with handwritten signs on sheets (not all polite), and equipped with a DJ, a loud sound system, and crates of beer. Today is a moment ofContinue reading “Scotland Expects”
It’s an early morning departure on the ForSea ferry, ‘Hamlet’. Up on deck, there’s a fine view of the entire Helsingoer harbour which, unlike most key Scottish ports, is fully owned by the local council. The sea air is lovely, all the more enjoyable due to the distinct lack of diesel fumes on board. It’s also unusually quiet forContinue reading “Thoughts from Abroad”
If you exit Copenhagen’s main railway station, and watch the tourists, you’ll see that most turn to the right. If you follow the crowd, you’ll immediately find yourself at the main entrance to Tivoli Gardens. Keep going and you’ll arrive at the large open square in front of the impressive city chambers. Most tourists thenContinue reading “Left Or Right?”
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