A Korean in kilt over blue jeans, Spanish and Americans and Irish and Australians, Mars Bar in batter from a pale-skinned thing with a subterranean tan, Turner's watercolours in the gaps between heads, a train ride to Alloa where your feet will ice over behind the far goal, stovies and Bovril for a quid apiece, Deuchars and 80 and Belhaven Best, brown sauce mixed with vinegar, deep fried haggis, a basement consulate with a yellow and blue flag, Salisbury Crags and the roof of the National Museum, Easter Road from Calton Hill, that view as you come out of Waverley, snow falling in Newcastle while we bask in cold, milky sun.
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
This Was Edinburgh
A Korean in kilt over blue jeans, Spanish and Americans and Irish and Australians, Mars Bar in batter from a pale-skinned thing with a subterranean tan, Turner's watercolours in the gaps between heads, a train ride to Alloa where your feet will ice over behind the far goal, stovies and Bovril for a quid apiece, Deuchars and 80 and Belhaven Best, brown sauce mixed with vinegar, deep fried haggis, a basement consulate with a yellow and blue flag, Salisbury Crags and the roof of the National Museum, Easter Road from Calton Hill, that view as you come out of Waverley, snow falling in Newcastle while we bask in cold, milky sun.
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