Monday, May 12, 2014
It was a beautiful day, warm in the sun but still nippy in the shade. We walked downtown to do our shopping and I waited on the harbour-side while Greger went into the bookshop.
As usual, herring gulls were loitering with intent around the wooden seats where people eat fish-and-chips, with hope in their hungry hearts. Two great black-backed gulls were also there, but were more wary.
When I got too close, this one just hopped down onto a lower light where it couldn't be seen. Out on the harbour several shags were diving and a pair of eiders sailed serenely between the boats.
Thinking Greger had been a long time, I wandered up to the bookshop. Looking in, I could see he had the place in an uproar, with two people searching everywhere for a certain book which he said he'd seen there just the other day. Eventually it was established that it must have been sold without being taken off the system; but more copies would be coming in soon.
And the book? "Who Owns Scotland?" I don't know why, but that made it somehow funnier.
// posted by Christine @ 12:21 PM 
