View from the Potting Shed

My friend James Frost is here, in Edinburgh.
I met him at Haymarket station yesterday evening. I saw him descending the steps to the car park and stepped out of my car, dressed in a pair of dark trainers, green shorts, and my navy Firefox t-shirt. Only to realise that James was also wearing dark […]

Tonight’s concert was fun, despite not being able to get into St Mary’s Cathedral when we were supposed to, due to the Dunedin Consort’s Sir Michael Tippett Centenary Concert living up to its name and lasting almost exactly 100 years!! (I wonder if Tippett lives in Brigadoon.)
We retreated to Walpole Hall. “I look […]

Tomorrow our next two Edinburgh Festival guests arrive, joinee Hazel and her friend Jo. So on my way to bed this evening (morning!) I switched on the PC in the guest room to check that it was all working fine. The LAN cable runs beneath the door and I’m always worried that it gets […]

This Thursday (18 August) — arrghh! that’s tomorrow!! — Mike Jeremiah and I are singing in a Fringe concert at St Mary’s Episcopal Cathedral, Palmerston Place, at 22:30.
Directed by (yet another) ex-NYCer, Will Dawes, the Edinburgh Camerata will be performing Maurice Duruflé’s Requiem, Op 9, Knut Nystedt’s Immortal Bach (1998), Krzysztof Penderecki’s Stabat Mater, with […]

Well, since blogging last I’ve been to Steve’s show three further times, including last night’s final show of the run.
Jane came along to Sunday night’s gig (*****) — that was my review score of the evening, not some random expletive! — and was especially moved by “For Eric” a track that Steve wrote for his […]

It’s true! And it’s legal.
A couple of months ago my favourite post office (and the friendliest and most helpful that I’ve ever been to) was closed down. It was the PO at Safeway at the Gyle shopping centre, and although I did write to Morrisons and to the Post Office to challenge their […]

Score: ****
Last night Eddie and I went to Steve Lawson’s gig in town. (You can read Steve’s opinion of last night on his blog.)
I’d never seen Steve play before — other than twiddling on my acoustic guitars here at Potting Shed HQ (Festival Accommodation Dept.) — so it was a real treat to not […]