Last weekend I had another little trip up to Edinburgh, after booking Florence and the Machine tickets for Rory, Sean, & I months ago. Thankfully, this trip didn’t involve any mega early mornings, or any megabusses, which made a nice change!!
I got to Edinburgh on Saturday, and headed up to Kirsty‘s lovely new flat in the sunshine, and met Fitz. So cute.
We went out to The Black Fox on Leith Walk for dinner, and it was delicious. We all had pizzas, and shared some spicy cajun chips, washed down with a couple of rum & cokes. Lovely.
Kirsty had a girly cocktail night planned at her friends, and invited me along. We hopped in a cab and went to Miriam’s where we stayed, chatting and drinking Morrissey’s (I wish I could tell you what was in that cocktail, but I don’t know! We gave all the cocktail equally good names though – ha) until FOUR AM. No idea how that happened, but all the girls were lovely, and I am hugely jealous of Miriam’s vinyl collection.
On Sunday, I headed to the NMS because it is my favourite, and had some breakfast and a little mooch around, before popping to Primark to see if any of my pals were around. I went to meet Kirsty and Adam for some lunch at Treacle and had the biggest banh-mi sandwich I’ve ever seen.
Post-lunch, we went back to Kirsty’s and decided that an evening in would be nice, being as we’d not gone to bed until almost 5am. Kirsty was knackered, so I curled up on the sofa with Rivka Galchen’s American Innovations. If you like short stories with female narrators, that give perfect, abrupt endings, this is awesome. I’d started it on the plane, and finished it before dinner. In what’s starting to sound like a super foody Sunday, Adam made veggie chili and homemade flatbread and it was amazing. (Adam, can I please have that chili recipe?!)
We watched Pride, and Kirsty cried at the end. If you haven’t seen it – do. It’s about the miners strike, and the lesbian & gay activist group that helped them. It’s so, so good.
Monday was Florence day, and I went to meet Rory and Sean after we all had outfit dilemmas because Scottish weather. After an hour on the bus to Glasgow, we went to find a new jumper for Rory and he was much happier. Haha. A quick bit of dinner, and we went off to the SSE Hydro, which is a much bigger venue than I expected! Florence was, obviously, amazing, and supported by The Staves, who Sean decided to fall in love with (“the middle one because she looks like the Scarlet Witch”). There was lots of dancing, Rory kept making friends with annoying drunk women, and those two are my favourite.
We magically managed to get straight in a cab afterwards, and debated the difficulties of Rory being a white Scottish boy in a world that won’t accept that he just wants to dance like Beyoncé (“Fuck the highland fling; I want to dutty wine”), and also that slut dropping makes your thighs burn the next day. Very true. Ha.
Tuesday was my last day, so after cuddles with Fitz, I had a wander around town, and then met Kirsty for our now-traditional Taste of Italy lunch. Ha. It was yummy. A quick dash back to hers, and I went to get on the airport bus to go home.
I had an awesome weekend; it was very much needed, and much less rushed than my mad 22 hour trip last month. I didn’t really get to catch up much with Kirsty last time I was up, so it was really nice, and Rory and Sean make me laugh until my stomach hurts. Edinburgh makes me ridiculously happy, and it was nice to have time to just wander around, and eat scones in the museum, and browse through the charity shops. Lovely.
I’m trying to make sure I have things planned to do, because it seems to be working much better for my head, to have things to look forward to, and it makes me much happier. Next month I’m finally going to Canada, and I can’t even think properly about how excited I am; then Ella Eyre with Polly in November; another quick trip to Edinburgh with Madden & Jack (and Francis if he ever buys his ticket!); and then maaaaaybe New York with Dave in January. It’s kind of a double edged sword, having friends in all different countries, but it does mean lots of trips. Ha.