Thursday, July 11, 2013
Thinking as a child...
To cast off thoughts of murder and gloom, I met up with friends yesterday near the beach. Look: blue sky and sea. There were people swimming, though I imagine hypothermia wasn't far off for them. There was a brisk wind.
Despite what Amy thinks, Scotland isn't that cold in the winter, or at least our part isn't. We're in a temperate climate. I mean, we do get occasional frost and snow but more often, at its worst, it's just damp and windy. As for air-conditioning, Violet Sky, the big shops now have it, but it's very seldom really necessary and it's bad for the environment, surely?
Today Daughter 1 and I went with the children to our beloved Botanic Gardens.
Despite the heat wave, Grandson found a puddle to splash in. (Not from rain; from the watering of the gardens.)
It's nice to enter imaginatively into his world sometimes. Like most children, he likes to add sound effects when he sees animals: woof-woof and so on. Today, there was a fly in the kitchen. "Cheep-cheep," he observed. Flies would be more acceptable if they sang, don't you think?
And some months ago he visited London with Daughter 1. Looking up at the tower of Big Ben with its four enormous clock faces, he said, "Tick-tock" and then "Cuckoo". Wouldn't it be wonderful if four huge cuckoos popped out of there every hour on the hour?