DC

For some reason recently I keep bumping into people I know. A couple of days ago, we were in the West End and met two people (within about ten minutes) whom we hadn’t seen for some years. Yesterday, on my way to my regular Thursday coffee appointment, I ran into brenmacneil and [ambersrequiem]. Minutes after leaving them, I was talking to rhionnach on the mobile when I found Andy Guthrie (who was one of the other speakers at Witchfest) walking beside me. Today, having a quiet pint outside Òran Mór, I found myself being hailed by David (of the huge pentagram). It was only the other night at the Hearth that some of us were wondering what had happened to him. Apparently he is concentrating on his college work, but we may see him at moots soon.

The reason we ended up in the West End a couple of days ago was that rhionnach had an interview in the north-west of the city, not far from where my family live. I met her there, and we decided (given that it was a warm day) it might be nice to walk to the West End. Which we did. Not sure how far it is — three miles anyway, maybe more — but it was a very pleasant walk. Although we were never more than a hundred metres or so from a street, and generally not further than that from either tenements or blocks of flats, we were surrounded for all but the last five minutes of the walk by trees, the river flowing quietly at one side, and there was no sound to force the presence of the city beyond the greenery on our consciousness. The abundant parkland in the city is only one reason I love Glasgow. We didn’t see any deer this time, though we have in the past. We have also seen some in the Necropolis, which is right in the city centre: