Sweden

Johan, my friend from Sweden, arrives today for a long weekend. I haven't seen him for almost four years, not since I left him on the platform at Siracusa, surrounded by luggage and newspapers, waiting for the overnight train back to Naples. I hope he's cheered up in the meantime. On Saturday morning we're taking a slightly shorter rail journey, this time to Edinburgh with my brother and Mr Derek Wood, where we plan to do all the tourist stuff and then get totally bladdered before, during and after a literary tour of the city's pubs.