Up the hill in Edinburgh
Sunday morning it was raining.
Up the hill in Edinburgh
Sunday morning it was raining.
It took her about 2 minutes to feel at home in Edinburgh.
We know that this postcard will arrive when we are already back home in London, but it is the thought that counts isn’t it?
Edinburgh is a lovely lovely city, and there is so much to see! The castle is amazing, the large hill (which is an extinct volcano!) in Holyrood park is absolutely stunning, there were flowers and there are several places in the city where you can get high and nighy (yeah the cinema!) and have breath taking views over the city. And the sun was shining all the time, which got us some great pictures!
On this postcard you can see the architecturally interesting building from the Scottish parliament, climbing the volcano hill, houses near the royal palace, and some beautiful flowers.
As you can see Edinburgh is diverse, and we love it here.
Love from us, actually!
The Girl and The Pirate.
(The postcard in a slightly larger version)
(and yes we took those pictures ourselves :)
The flying Dutchman with a Scotsman in a Flying Scotsman train. This trip couldn’t go wrong.
If you don’t want to read about Edinburgh, come back somewhere at the end of the week. If you do – it’s going to be a trilogy in 4 parts. Please step in.
In case you were wondering why it is so quiet over here – well I am in the process of falling in love with Edinburgh. I’ll be back in London tomorrow with more about this lovely city, men in kilts, taxi drivers which voicilicious accents, lots of pictures, a new addition to my “Bill posters will be prosecuted” collection, and a lost heart.
Oh and I saw Pirates again, just to check if I hadn’t overdone it in my review, but I hadn’t. This is one fantastic Pirate movie.
Jo-ho, jo-ho …
Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End
Now we’re talking.
I have nothing much to say just yet. But the week has passed, and that means that he’s back.
I feel like a little girl around Christmas time, overly exited and not grown-up at all. I don’t care what the critics say, I know there will be scenes where I will be glued to the screen indulging every word he says in that voiciliciously Scottish accent.
The question is:
Arrrrrrrre you prepared for what’s next?
I could also have called it:
Not a bad way to start your day II.
Or – I missed my breakfast this morning, but someone brought this cake in!
Or – would you like tea with that?
Good morning from my morning train …
It might start to sound a bit pathetic now, my “I don’t like musicals” attitude and maybe I should alter it a little bit and say “I don’t like standard 13 in a dozen like musicals”.
I found an email in my inbox last week from a PR man connected to this musical and he made me an offer:
I give you 2 tickets for The Drowsy Chaperone – you write about it on your blog.
Didn’t take me long to decide.
Staring at the blank screen before me, there are a couple of cheap tricks to get around that and post something anyway:
1. post a postcard – yeah but there have been quite a few of them here lately
2. post a pathethic poem – let’s not shall we
3. post a funky song – well …
This one is from 1982, I was 16.
First of all – I am incredibly pissed off about the fact that Bill Nighy isn’t even nominated for a Tony Award for his performance in The Vertical Hour. Extremely pissed off. I have no words for it really, if that wasn’t award worthy acting then I don’t understand a thing. Kevin Spacey (Moon for the misbegotten) wasn’t nominated either.
But despite all that misery, I had a ticket for a play tonight.
Sand art in Zandvoort (The Netherlands)
For not being able to grow up.
Or on second thought –
[song no longer availaible]
The first in a long row of blockbusters hitting a cinema near you this year is Spiderman 3. I loved Spiderman 1, was less enthusiastic about 2, and number 3, well …
(there might be some spoilers ahead)
In the film in my head I had thought of a couple of ways to hand in my resignation and a couple of reasons to give them why I leave.
It’s not a big Thing for you. But it is the Thing for me.
So just to lower your expectations:
I am not getting married
I am not pregnant
I am not leaving the country
I am not moving
And it has nothing whatsoever to do with him
Sorry to disappoint you.
The Thing is …
The pirate and me are off to the Netherlands for a couple of days, for family visits and some relaxing days. Believe it or not we desperately need it after a crazy couple of weeks.
We will be back in London on Monday, back here on Tuesday, the 8th of May.
Which is the day where we will reveal “the Thing”.
Here is what Bill has to say about “The Thing” in New York:
“I like the fact that that you’re allowed to say “Can I have the thing without the thing but with more thing and with extra thing on the side.” If you said that in England, they’d have you removed from the premises. In England, the thing is the thing and if you want the thing, you get the thing. And if you want the other thing, you have to pay for that too. You can’t have the thing re-arranged.”
He is coconuts as well.
Have a nice (long – if you live in the UK) weekend.
And – wouldn’t it be cool if the streets would be as coloured as this in real life? Not every day, but let’s say every Friday?
Oh God not him again, I hear you think. Well as I recently have been hanging out on websites realizing that I am not the only one having issues I might as well just openly come out with it. As I felt the need to throw some Bill in between all those Alan’s I hacked together this funky avatar. The picture makes me laugh. A lot. And I like to be pathetically not-grown-up sometimes. It keeps you young.
Apart from that, this post is supposed to be about The Girl on tour too, so he is not completely out of context here. And it’s also about joining a writers group. And about how M&S toffee mousse tastes.