It’s currently midnight and I’ve just got home after a busy day in London. Why oh why do I think I live so close when in actual fact it takes forever to get home? Last night (as you’re reading this) I was invited to the opening night of The Railway Children* at Richmond Theatre and since it’s on for such a short period of time I’m getting my review out sharpish.
Whilst I feel that I am fairly well travelled, in reality that’s a total lie. I’ve spent a lot of time in Spain, a few weeks in America and, besides a few other trips to Europe over my 22 years, that’s it really. In fact, until last week I’d never even ventured north of Cumbria. That’s right, I’d never crossed the border into sister Scotland. But being invited to see An Act Of Kindness at the Edinburgh Fringe gave me the kick up the bum I needed to take a trip to the capital and spend a mere 11 hours in Edinburgh.
I’m going to start this post by saying I’m not a whisky drinker. I don’t like the smell, and the one time I tasted it I thought it tasting like I was eating a tree. I just don’t like whisky. However, Jack is. And whilst killing time in Edinburgh before we saw An Act Of Kindness, we popped into The Scotch Whisky Experience. I wasn’t really sure what to expect, but boy am I glad we took the trip.
If you’ve been around these parts for a few months, you may remember that I wrote a few posts about what I’d been reading recently. It was going so well and my reading was up, until it wasn’t, and ‘recently read’ just kind of stopped. I just lost all my reading mojo after hitting a bad book and now I can’t get back into it.
Just over a month ago, an invite landed in my inbox to attend the London preview of An Act Of Kindness*. It was due to hit the Edinburgh Fringe a couple of weeks later, but due to being on holiday I was unable to make it. Not to worry though, as on Wednesday I found myself in Edinburgh and able to see it a month after I originally should of done!
So we’re only just into August, but I know that the second September rolls around the blogosphere will be inundated with posts all about why bloggers love autumn. Sure, I can’t deal with the sweltering heat of summer (on those two weeks of the year we get it in the UK), but I do actually love the summer. Autumn always seems to roll around too quickly for me!