Scotch has a flavour
Embra is a busy old place during the festival, so I decided to get away from the hustling crowd and all that rat-race noise etc.
While I was up there, this tune drifted into my head from thirty years ago. You may like to listen while you peruse these pictures.
Let rip by Mr Farty at 8:28 pm
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7 comments:
Great photos! Who's wailing?
John - That "wailing" is the late, great Laura Nyro.
Nice.... great photos. I assume you took them.?.
Must be a big fucking house - that you could take those pictures whilst on the roof I mean
I've never properly visited Embra, only passed through on the train. I must add it to my list of places I want to go.
I particularly like the last photo.
Jahooni - Did I forget again? Yes, they are mine all mine.
Goth - I was being figurative and that. On the roof of Embra, i.e. up Arthur's Seat, one of two volcanoes sitting in the city centre; the other one being Embra Castle.
Liz - I think a tourist once asked why they built the castle so near the railway line. Or was it so far from the airport? Meh.
Maybe I should think about getting onto Flicker, as Blogger can't do justice to high-res photos. In the meantime, give me a shout if you'd like me to email the 1Meg version of the castle (or any other photo) for use as wallpaper or that. I retain copyright blah blah blah.
Ok, I got me a Flickr account. Yay me.
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