saturday afternoon. with nicole!
ok, so me and my friend just came back from having brunch and a little shopping. Brunch at double-ditch was th most amazing meal i have had to date in Edinburgh. they GET IT. friendly staff, great food, reasonable prices. 2 scrambled eggs on a toasted roll, garlic skinny fries, full rocket and arugula and black olive salad with peppers, french onion soup, ham and cheese baguette, goat cheese, 2 diet cokes and a tea. £15.80. (for both of us). sweet, friendly staff (did i mention before?). and even BETTER: smoke free. GO SPEND MONEY AT DOUBLE DUTCH. It is on the corner of Potterow and W Nicolson.
It's only recently I've realised that I don;t go out much, even to restaurants or to coffee houses because of all the f*ing smoke. i used to smoke, and for the record: I AM GENUININLY AND TRULY SORRY AND OFFER SINCERE, HEARTFELT APOLOGIES TO ANYONE I OFFENDED BY SMOKING, MENTALLY-SPIRITUALLY-PHYSICALLY. especially physically. smoking is the most disgusting, selfish, obnoxious thing a person can do. smoking "sections" are bullshit. smokers don;t want to be reminded of how deadly and gross their habit is, so instead of walking outside and killing themselves alone, they infect the rest of us. i've gone into get masked potatoes at places, or coffee, and had to leave because some idiot in the corner is puffing away - offending and effectively helping the 30 other people in the room get closer to cancer. WAKE UP SCOTLAND! want to be seen as a cultural capital and center for the arts, a place of progress and beauty??? CLEAR YOUR AIR!
now on to shopping. i really, Really, REALLY want to like it here. i've met some really nice people, but I must say, i'd rather be caught in the middle of a crowd of rude New Yorkers at rushhour in grand central than try to shop on princes street on saturday. i've foudn the people at supposed 'ned' venues much more hospitable and genrally likable than at supposed 'posh' places. walking through harvey nichols was a minefield of arrogance. everyone there (except my friend G) is 'waiting for guffman'. if these people ever did find an actual reason to live, i think NHS would be overrun with post-shock victims. nikki says don;t worry about it - and i'm not now that i;ve said my peace to a potential million people.
the people in the armani exchange were lovely though. i was looking at a belt buckle (nice fancy one) and the lady there actually crawled up into the window and took down a girls one for me to try (no gender issues here). thank you, GA folks. jonathon lewis is a bizarre store. overrun with people wandering aimlessly. i used to be somebody too! nikky bought a hideous string of fairy light with black-flower lampshades. ahem. ok, they are kinda kitsch ;)
so the summation of today might be: "Hey Edinburgh, decide what you want to be!" Big fish in small ponds start to rot and stink after a while. especially when there's plenty of fresh water ready to expand the lake, if you'd wake up to it.
tomorrow i am going to the biggest boot sale outside the city. i'll let you know how that goes.
love
martin
It's only recently I've realised that I don;t go out much, even to restaurants or to coffee houses because of all the f*ing smoke. i used to smoke, and for the record: I AM GENUININLY AND TRULY SORRY AND OFFER SINCERE, HEARTFELT APOLOGIES TO ANYONE I OFFENDED BY SMOKING, MENTALLY-SPIRITUALLY-PHYSICALLY. especially physically. smoking is the most disgusting, selfish, obnoxious thing a person can do. smoking "sections" are bullshit. smokers don;t want to be reminded of how deadly and gross their habit is, so instead of walking outside and killing themselves alone, they infect the rest of us. i've gone into get masked potatoes at places, or coffee, and had to leave because some idiot in the corner is puffing away - offending and effectively helping the 30 other people in the room get closer to cancer. WAKE UP SCOTLAND! want to be seen as a cultural capital and center for the arts, a place of progress and beauty??? CLEAR YOUR AIR!
now on to shopping. i really, Really, REALLY want to like it here. i've met some really nice people, but I must say, i'd rather be caught in the middle of a crowd of rude New Yorkers at rushhour in grand central than try to shop on princes street on saturday. i've foudn the people at supposed 'ned' venues much more hospitable and genrally likable than at supposed 'posh' places. walking through harvey nichols was a minefield of arrogance. everyone there (except my friend G) is 'waiting for guffman'. if these people ever did find an actual reason to live, i think NHS would be overrun with post-shock victims. nikki says don;t worry about it - and i'm not now that i;ve said my peace to a potential million people.
the people in the armani exchange were lovely though. i was looking at a belt buckle (nice fancy one) and the lady there actually crawled up into the window and took down a girls one for me to try (no gender issues here). thank you, GA folks. jonathon lewis is a bizarre store. overrun with people wandering aimlessly. i used to be somebody too! nikky bought a hideous string of fairy light with black-flower lampshades. ahem. ok, they are kinda kitsch ;)
so the summation of today might be: "Hey Edinburgh, decide what you want to be!" Big fish in small ponds start to rot and stink after a while. especially when there's plenty of fresh water ready to expand the lake, if you'd wake up to it.
tomorrow i am going to the biggest boot sale outside the city. i'll let you know how that goes.
love
martin
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