Recently we were in Glasgow, visiting an old friend (a former lecturer of mine). She drove us to Wemyss Bay via Port Glasgow, where we caught the ferry to the Isle of Bute.
As I've said before, I think there is something special about Scotland's countryside in the drizzle, and here crossing on the ferry the weather didn't disappoint.
Look how the water rolls into the hills, rolls into the clouds, rolls into the sky.
There are no prizes for guessing where the stone comes from for Glasgow's fabulous tenements. That's part of the beach on Bute, by Mount Stuart.
These buildings are huge inside. Most of these have 3 public rooms, 3 bedrooms, a kitchen diner with utility room and two bathrooms with a study and lobby cupboard. And the hall inside each flat is larger than our entire flat here in London.
On Sunday we took a trip to Kelvingrove.
Where the best known piece of art is probably this:
Found at the end of this corridor...
Xfe is away at the moment. He's back in Israel until a week on Friday. I'll meet him in Paris for the weekend, then come back to London while he goes to Cyprus for another fortnight, sadly missing his birthday.
2 comments:
Scotland is lovely. I remember living there 15 years ago. Dali's Christ also seems quite powerful; I wonder if it tower's over visitors that come to see it?
I'm sorry your man is away so much. Does he know you were in hospital? Are you going to celebrate his birthday in Paris??
Yours, Mr Nosey!!
Mike - You can see visitors looking up at Christ at the end of the corridor in the last pic.
If you look close at the canvas you can see where the damage was done when it was slashed by some mental patient previously.
Oh yes, mon C knows the hospital saga. He was back on the Monday after my weekend stay and here until now-so he had some 3 or so weeks at home.
It's unusual for him to back to back 2 trips like that.
Of course when he is home he never works.
Yes, will have to do something in Paris for his birthday, though he's back just after.
ahoj
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