We’ve had a marvellous summer. Yes, coping with the very hot weather was a bit of a challenge. But that in no way diminished our enjoyment of all the riches and treasures on offer in Edinburgh during the main festival month of August. There’s no better place to be.
Now that we are settling into the season of mellow fruitfulness (my favourite time of year), I have had a chance to reflect on some recent highlights.
Spending time with family and friends is always one of the best aspects of our summers. This year we kicked things off with a visit from my sister and her ‘kids’ – fast growing of course. In fact, we were engaged in belated 18th birthday celebrations with Mitchel. And who can resist a bit of girly madness….
We also enjoyed catching up with London-based friends who are now hardened Fringe regulars, seeing plenty of shows and sharing some great meals together.
From the thousands of Fringe shows on offer, we always try to take in a wide range of offerings. My favourites this year included Giles Brandreth, whose meander through memories about meetings with bygone stars of stage and screen was touching, charming and very funny. And I adored the performance by Norwegian poet Fredrik Høyer, whose show ‘What I Talk About When I Talk About Running’ was a beautiful, funny story about life, marathon, ultra-runners and the rom-com film The Holiday. All whilst running for his life on a treadmill! It was the epitome of the spirit of the festival.
Interspersed with Fringe shows were regular trips to the Edinburgh International Book Festival, where I saw talks about art, the environment, the power of of the novel to heal and so much more. Added to this were the wonderful art exhibitions in town this year. What an incredible mix of inspiration, learning and entertainment. And what lovely memories to store in the archives.
I have some physical mementos too, in the form of this glorious pile of books. I try hard these day to avoid adding physical books to my already-too-large library. But in relation to these volumes, resistance was futile. I’ll talk more about why in part two of this mini-series. 🙂
The British summer is well and truly with us. In the UK we have been in the throws of a heatwave. But however warm it may be, it is never too hot to knit.
One particularly welcome aspect of the summer is the arrival of the tennis grass court season. I love to watch tennis at any time of year, but there is nothing to challenge the supremacy of Wimbledon and the grass court tournaments which lead up to it.
I am a very happy bunny when I can knit in front of the tennis, as I was doing with the Aegon Championship last week at London’s Queen’s Club.
I took this opportunity to start a new knitting project. I seem to have been working on scarves/shawls/wraps forever. So I decided to cast on a little cotton bolero in this beautiful cornflower-blue yarn, which I bought from WoolWarehouse – I love the fact that the yarn arrives in this handy organza project bag (and yes, I know, I am easily pleased!).
Autumn is a second spring, when every leaf is a flower.
~ Albert Camus
August has been a month full of drama, wonder and fabulousness. It has also marked a complete break from my normal routine. Hub and I have really enjoyed the last few weeks – it is good to do different things and create new perspectives.
I also find that getting back into one’s daily routine is equally rewarding and, in many ways, comforting. This time of year always gives me that ‘back to school’ feeling, no matter how old I get. And it remains perfect for re-booting one’s daily habits as we settle into autumn. I adore the summer-autumn transition, with those slightly woody smells in the air, higher clouds and the arrival of russet leaves.
We are having a glorious few days here in Edinburgh at the moment. Such good weather creates the perfect backdrop for enjoying all that our wonderful summer festivals have to offer.
All fingers and toes were very much crossed for the opening of the Edinburgh International Festival. This was an event called Deep Time, and it was projected onto the side of Edinburgh Castle. Here is a recording of this amazing creation: